noon
Grandpa capitulated at once , and allowed himself to be washed and combed . The old man clean , Johnnie gave him a glass of warm milk , wheeled him as far away from the window as possible , then trundled him gently back and forth , as if he were a baby in a carriage . And all the while the boy sang softly , improvising a lullaby : `` Oh , Grandpa , now go to s ` eepy-s ` eep , 'Cause you 're awful tired . And Johnnie wants t ' see what Mrs. Kukor Is goin ' to s ` prise him about -- '' Grandpa dozing , Johnnie did not pause to eat the cold potato and bread spread with the grease of bacon trimmings which made his usual noon meal . Curiosity dulled his hunger . Gently he tapped upon that convenient pipe -- once , then twice , then once again . As he leaned at the window to wait , his small nose curled in a grin .