noon
She resolved to say nothing of what she had been privileged to hear . It was not hers to tell . Suddenly she divined , rather than saw , Mignon 's elfish eyes fixed upon her . `` You met another girl , at noon , did you not , Miss Dean ? '' asked the French girl , with an almost sarcastic inflection . `` Yes ; Miss Stevens , '' was the composed answer . `` We share the same locker .