noon
`` Come on ! '' Johnnie cried to his friends . `` Let 's get to work . If we hustle we can get the currants all picked by noon . '' So long as Farmer Green stood there they all picked as busily as squirrels . But after he left them the boys found so much to talk about that they made little progress . It was a temptation , too , to flick a currant into the face of another picker and see him jump .