noon
The wind was blowing harder than ever and the snow seemed to be coming down faster and faster . There was not a horse or wagon or motor truck to be seen on the street , and not even a single person . Every one who could get in out of the storm had done so . And as it was noon by this time even those whose work forced them to be out had managed to find shelter somewhere for the lunch hour . `` I want to go home ! '' cried Dorothy Peters , just as Ruth Baker had cried the day she went coasting with Sunny Boy and Nelson . Sunny Boy decided that all girls acted the same way .