noon
Hume bent his head down to Bouche for an instant and rubbed his side kindly ; then he said , with a tired accent : `` It 's all right , old dog , it 's all right . '' Hume did not sleep well at first , but at length oblivion came . He waked to feel Bouche tugging at his blankets . It was noon . Late Carscallen and Cloud-in-the-Sky were still sleeping -- inanimate bundles among the dogs . In an hour they were on their way again , and towards sunset they had reached the foot of Manitou Mountain . Abruptly from the plain rose this mighty mound , blue and white upon a black base .