noon
Aunt Stanshy 's remedies for various troubles might be vigorous , but they were generally effective . There was not much passing in the lane , that stormy day . A fisherman , in an oil-skin suit , went by , trundling a wheel-barrow of fish to a store in town . At noon , somebody else appeared . `` There 's Mr. Walton , '' said Aunt Stanshy . `` And there 's Tony with him , '' said Charlie . `` Where 's his father ? ''