noon
And here it was 2.07 . When Marcia said two , there she was at two , waiting , lips slightly compressed . When you came clattering up , breathless , at 2.07 , she said nothing in reproach . But within the following half hour bits of her conversation , if pieced together , would have summed up something like this : `` I had to get the children off in time and give them their lunch first because it 's wash day and Lutie 's busy with the woman and wo n't do a single extra thing ; and all my marketing for to-day and to-morrow because to-morrow 's Memorial Day and they close at noon ; and stop at the real estate agent 's on Fifty-third to see them about the wall paper before I came down . I did n't even have time to swallow a cup of tea . And yet I was here at two . You have n't a thing to do .