noon
Grace Carter asked . `` A woman I talked with on the train told me there was a programme of amusements for every hour at Palm Beach . '' `` Well , my dear , you have only to gaze about you and see for yourself . It is now high noon , '' answered Ruth , consulting her watch . Grace glanced quickly about her . All along the broad piazza , and under awnings on the lawn , a gay company of men , women and young people were sipping delicious iced fruit drinks in tall , thin glasses . `` It is undoubtedly the witching hour for pineapple lemonades , '' said Ruth .