noon
And her father , because he did not know what else to do , let her work . From the cupboard she went to the mantelpiece , bundled the things all off in a heap , washed it thoroughly , and put everything in order . What a day it was to Kitty ! One improvement led to another , and as things began to grow clean in her hands , she grew wonderfully interested , and only stopped at noon to warm her father 's gruel . It was Saturday , and Tip had gone to pile wood for Mr. Bailey . He was to get his dinner and a grammar for his pay . He had wanted a grammar all winter , so he worked with a will ; and Kitty saw neither him nor her mother through all the busy day .