noon
She did n't think of riding . Indeed , she had no idea how far Madison Street was . But she remembered the route the taxicab had taken uptown that first evening , and she could not easily lose her way . And there was so much for the girl from the ranch to see -- so much that was new and curious to her -- that she did not mind the walk ; although it took her until almost noon , and she was quite tired when she got to Chatham Square . Here she timidly inquired of a policeman , who kindly crossed the wide street with her and showed her the way . On the southern side of Madison Street she wandered , curiously alive to everything about the district , and the people in it , that made them both seem so strange to her . `` A dress , lady !