noon
Goodness , what appetites those walks gave us , and did n't we make the dog biscuits disappear ? But it was a slow life at Miss Ball 's . We only saw her for a little while every day . She slept till noon . After lunch she played with us for a little while in the greenhouse , then she was off driving or visiting , and in the evening she always had company , or went to a dance , or to the theatre . I soon made up my mind that I 'd run away . I jumped out of a window one fine morning , and ran home .