about noon
And as the wind whistled the hat off her head so that she had to fling it into the bottom of the boat , Olive wished that her uncle kept a toll-gate on the sea . Then she could go out with him and stop the little boats and the great steamers , and make them drop seven cents or thirteen cents into her hands as she stood braced in the stern ; and she was just beginning to wonder how she could toss up the change to them if they dropped her a quarter , when the captain began to sing Tom Bowline . He was just as gay-hearted as she was . It was about noon when they returned , for the captain was a very particular man and he had hired the boat only for the morning . Olive had scarcely taken ten steps up the beach before she found herself shaking hands with a young man . `` How on earth ! '' she exclaimed .