noon
`` You wait till you 've worked as many years as I have -- an ' got as leetle for it , '' said Aunt ` Mira , shaking her head . `` You wo n't be so spry , '' and with that she buried herself in her story paper again . There was an improvement , however , even in Aunt ` Mira . She could not leave the `` love stories '' alone , and if she had a particularly exciting one , she would sit down in her chair in the middle of the kitchen floor and let the breakfast dishes go till noon . Usually , however , she `` slicked up , '' as she called it , after dinner , instead of spending her time on the sofa , and sometimes she and Janice went calling with their needlework , like the other ladies up and down Hillside Avenue , or had some of the neighbors in to call on them . Aunt ` Mira had spent some of Janice 's board money on the furnishings of the house as well as in silk dresses and automobile veils . There were new curtains at the windows ; the sitting-room had a new rag carpet woven by a neighbor ; the rather worn boards of the kitchen were covered with brightly-figured linoleum .