noon
`` Oh , drat the pertinacious infant , then I 'll come for half an hour . Just wait until I get a hat . Still , what a worthless child it is ! to be quitting work before noon . '' And she would have gone , but I detained her . `` Yes , what a worthless child it is , -- or rather , what an unproverbial sort of busy bee it has been , Bettie dear . For his has been the summer air , and the sunshine , and the flowers ; and gentle ears have listened to him , and gentle eyes have been upon him .