noon
Her butterfly was gone ! `` I wonder if I really did leave it at home ? '' was her distracted thought , as she climbed the basement stairs with a heavy heart , after having thoroughly examined the locker . But a close search of her room that noon revealed no trace of the missing pin . Hot tears gathered in her eyes , but she brushed them away , muttering : `` I wo n't cry . It is n't lost . It ca n't be .