noon
Nursey wore spectacles ; the coachman indulged in rheumatism . Grandmamma herself was old and feeble . She rarely laughed or seemed to enjoy any thing , but sat in an easy chair all the year round , and read solemn books bound in black leather , which made her cry . Jennings her maid waited on her , fetched footstools and cushions , pushed the blinds down as soon as the cheerful noon got round to that side of the house . `` Missus is uncommon poorly to-day , '' she announced every morning . `` Miss , you must be very quiet . '' Lota was quiet .