noon
She 's got the sweetest face , papa ; an ' I know , without anybody telling me , whatever she does or wants to do is _ all _ right . '' Mr. Daggett had by now invested his portly person in a clean linen coat , bearing on its front the shining mark of Mrs. Daggett 's careful iron . `` Same here , Abby , '' he said kindly : `` whatever you do , Abby , suits _ me _ all right . '' The worthy couple parted for the morning : Mr. Daggett for the scene of his activities in the post office and store ; Mrs. Daggett to set her house to rights and prepare for the noon meal , when her Henry liked to `` eat hearty of good , nourishing victuals , '' after his light repast of the morning . `` Guess I 'll wear my striped muslin , '' said Mrs. Daggett to herself happily . `` Ai n't it lucky it 's all clean an ' fresh ? ` Twill be so cool to wear out buggy-ridin ' . ''