noon
Cunning no sooner showed its head than it was bruised like a serpent , brawny muscles had been easily outdone , boldness had grown timid , conceit had begun to ebb . A serious look had settled upon all faces . Every scholar had learned one thing , learned it well and quickly -- it was to be no playroom . There was a recess of one hour at noon . All went for their dinner pails and sat quietly , eating bread and butter followed by doughnuts , apples , and pie . The young men had walked to the road . Nothing had been said .