noon
I answered , with a big yawn ; `` you knew I was up last night . Do n't want any breakfast , just another little nap . '' So the good soul went down , leaving me to my wretched thoughts . At noon she came up again . `` John , you had better rise now . Father ca n't come to dinner there 's so many customers in the store . Seems as if there was going to be a ball to-night again ; every girl in town is after ribbon , or lace , or hair-pins , or something . ''