noon
`` You 're not hardened to it yet , as we are . Take a rest now and try it again later on . I have your book under my arm . '' When , that noon , they all trooped up to the house , hot and hungry , Elliott went with them , hot and hungry , too . Nobody thanked her for anything , and she did n't even notice the lack . Farming was n't like canteening , where one expected thanks . As she scrubbed her hands she noticed that her nails were hopeless , but her attention failed to concentrate on their demoralized state .