noon
`` I do wish I were clever ! '' grumbled Philip in acute discontent . `` After breakfast I 'm going to whittle out a wildwood pipe and make a birch canoe , and likely I 'll weave a rush mat and a willow bed and carve some spoons and forks and a sundial . '' `` Will you be through by noon ? '' asked Diane politely . Philip laughed . `` As a matter of fact , '' he said easily , `` I 'm going with you to lamp birds .