Noon
It was a magnificent morning . She called to him that breakfast was ready , but he did not answer . She could eat nothing herself , and , when the table was cleared , prepared to do the week 's washing , for Monday is always washday in Trumet . Noon came , dinner time , but still he did not come down . At last Keziah could stand it no longer . She determined to go to him . She climbed the steep stairs and rapped on the door of his room .