noon
`` Well , it 's this way , '' said Dawn , pulling my kimono close about her beautifully rounded throat and curling her pink feet on a wallaby-skin at the bedside as she sat down upon them . `` I heard grandma telling you something about me this afternoon , and I suppose you think I 'm a terrible girl . '' `` A beautiful one , '' I said , revelling in the curling lips and rounded cheek and chin . `` Do n't make fun of me , '' said Dawn huffily , blushing like noon . `` Good gracious , now _ you _ are making fun of me . I 'm only stating a patent fact . Mirrors and men must have told you a thousand times that you are pretty . ''