noon
Bobs found herself being led through a room so dark that she could barely see the two walls of boxes that were piled high on either side , with a narrow path between . They soon emerged upon a back alley , where huge cans of refuse stood , and where trucks were continually passing up and down or standing at the back entrances of stores loading and unloading . `` Now walk as fast as you can , '' little Miss Wiggin said , as away she went toward Fourth Avenue , with Roberta close behind her . If Bobs had known what was going to happen that noon , she would not have left the shop . Fourth Avenue having been reached , Miss Wiggin darted into a corner delicatessen store . `` What will you have for your lunch ? '' she turned to ask of her companion .