about noon
To the left was another still , and she gazed upon the angel face , with eyes of violet blue , and hair of golden brown , on which the fading sunlight now was falling , encircling it as it were with a halo of glory . `` You are much like her , '' she said to Rose , who made no answer , for she was thinking of another picture , which years before had been banished to the garret by her haughty grandmother , as unworthy a place beside him who had petted and caressed the young girl of plebeian birth and kindred . `` I can make amends for it , though , '' thought Rose , returning with Maggie to the parlor . Then , seeking out her husband , she held with him a whispered consultation , the result of which was that on the morrow there was a rummaging in the garret , an absence from home for an hour or two , and when about noon she returned there was a pleased expression on her face , as if she had accomplished her purpose , whatever it might have been . All that morning Maggie had been restless and uneasy , wandering listlessly from room to room , looking anxiously down the street , starting nervously at the sound of every footstep , while her cheeks alternately flushed and then grew pale as the day passed on . Dinner being over she sat alone in the parlor , her eyes fixed upon the carpet , and her thoughts away with one who she vaguely hoped would have followed her ere this . True , she had added no postscript to tell him of her new discovery ; but Hagar knew , and he would go to her for a confirmation of the letter .