noon
One day Bud came home capless , having crossed a bridge in a high wind . `` I seen an ad , '' said the thrifty Flamingus , `` that the Beehive would give away baseball caps to-day . '' Amarilly immediately set out for the Beehive , an emporium of fashion in the vicinity of the theatre . It was the noon hour , and there were no other customers in evidence . The proprietor and a clerk were engaged in discussing the design for a window display , and were loath to notice their would-be beneficiary . Finally the clerk drawled out : `` Did you want anything , little girl ? '' `` I called , '' explained Amarilly with grandiose manner , `` to git one of them caps you advertised to give away . ''