Noon
You have your name and your fortune to make . I too -- I shall marry , I suppose , some one '' -- and she suddenly smiled rather bitterly -- `` who will give me a Rolls-Royce motor-car . '' And so they rode on very reasonably . Noon had passed . A hush had fallen upon that high world of grass and sunlight . The birds were still . They talked of this and that , the latest crisis in Europe and the growth of Socialism , all very wisely and with great indifference like well-bred people at a dinner-party .