noon
Achmed leaves him , mounts a swift dromedary , and rides out into the night , and Mohammed retires to rest . But he rises again with the earliest dawn , and gazes impatiently out of the window , as if expecting some one ; he smiles at himself ; he is as impatient as a young girl , or as a lover awaiting the coming of his love . But hour after hour passes , and still he sees no one coming up the path that leads through the garden to the house . But finally , at noon , Achmed is seen approaching Mohammed hastens out into the garden to meet him . `` Well , did you find the tent ? '' `` Yes , master , the dromedary ran to it of its own accord . '' `` And whom did you meet at the tent ? ''