noon
`` I am merely giving you something to think about , zat is all . '' `` Rubbish ! '' was all that Ruth flung over her shoulder as she walked away . It was the noon hour . Scores of men were resting in the shade of the huts as she strode briskly past . They all smiled cheerily , but there was good humoured mockery in their smiles . Here and there were groups of women talking earnestly , excitedly .