noon
Still , feeling this , she realized no degradation of herself as a cause of it . She realized that from his point of view she had gone into a valley , but from hers she was rather on an opposite height . She on the height of labor , of skilled handiwork , which is the manifestation in action of brain-work , he on the height of pure brain-work unpressed by physical action . At noon , when she was eating her dinner with Abby and Maria , Abby turned to her and inquired if young Mr. Lloyd had spoken to her when he came through the room . `` No , he did n't , '' replied Ellen . Abby said nothing , but she compressed her lips and gave her head a hard jerk . A girl who ran a machine next to Abby 's came up , munching a large piece of pie , taking clean semicircular bites with her large , white teeth .