noon
Then she sighed , turned , and walked listlesly up-stairs -- and Miss Polly did not usually move listlessly . In her ears still was the boy 's scornful `` you was so good and kind . '' In her heart was a curious sense of desolation -- as of something lost . Dinner , which came at noon in the Harrington homestead , was a silent meal on the day of the Ladies ' Aid meeting . Pollyanna , it is true , tried to talk ; but she did not make a success of it , chiefly because four times she was obliged to break off a `` glad '' in the middle of it , much to her blushing discomfort . The fifth time it happened , Miss Polly moved her head wearily . `` There , there , child , say it , if you want to , '' she sighed .