noon
Mr. Mabie shook the hand of the successful wolf hunter with emphasis , showing that he felt deeply on the subject . Just as he expected , Frank was still rather sore on the following day . He let the others do the hunting that morning , Will tagging behind the bunch with his ready camera . They came in at noon , having covered some new ground , and brought the best part of an elk with them . Mr. Mabie laughed , and wished it might have been an antelope instead . He was not partial to elk meat , which was perhaps natural in a stockman , who could kill young beef whenever the spirit moved . `` How about that bear den , Reddy ? ''