nearly noon
And as he looked towards her , with tears in his eyes , all at once Aranyání changed colour , turning suddenly paler , as if her heart , appalled by the apparition of some menace in his words , had summoned to its assistance all the blood in her face . And after a while she said : Babhru , thou art ill , and thy unfortunate affection not only makes thee overestimate my value , but even leads thee to alarm thyself and me , by creating imaginary fears . And moreover , come what may , the mischief , if any mischief is , is done , and the tongue that is thy bugbear is safe and at a distance in its owner 's head , talking , very probably , of anything but me . But now , while we ourselves are talking , time has fled , and it is nearly noon ; for the shadows are at shortest ; and now , I dare not let thee stay here any longer ; as indeed , I was to blame , in allowing thee to stay at all ; and better had it been for both of us , it may be , hadst thou never come . And should my father suddenly return , and find thee , it would be worse . Why need I tell thee what thou knowest very well ? And what good can come to thee , by longing for what is forbidden ?