midday
He sat down on his haunches and with ears erect watched the distant , whirling specks scatter into the woods . He was helpless in the daylight without man and gun . He remembered a white-tiled butcher shop on upper Broadway , and licked his chops at the recollection . At midday , a hungry tramp , he approached a farmhouse . A big shepherd dog met him . When the fierce mix-up was over , and the shepherd had retreated , Dan carried in his shoulder a long , deep cut . Impelled by the gnawing in his stomach , he limped toward a log cabin .