noon
You 've _ got _ a black _ silk ! '' _ chirped the robins to Miss Amelia looking for weeds in the garden . At ten o'clock the sisters left the house , each with a long brown parcel carefully borne in her arms . At noon -- at noon the sisters were back again , still carrying the parcels . Their faces wore a look of mingled triumph and defeat . `` As if we _ could _ have that beautiful silk put into a _ plaited _ skirt ! '' quavered Miss Priscilla , thrusting the key into the lock with a trembling hand .