about noon
`` Only waisted , '' laughingly said Jack , and then apologized for getting off such an atrocious pun . They decided to lie around for an hour , and then push on a little farther before turning back . That Jack figured would bring them to the camp by the triangle oaks an hour or so before darkness came on , which was time enough . It was very pleasant for Steve , lying there on his back , and feeling the gentle breeze fan his heated face ; for around about noon the sun 's rays began to grow pretty fervid , and Steve often mopped his perspiring and beaming face , though taking it good naturedly . Both of them shut their eyes and rested , though not meaning to even take what Steve was pleased to call a `` cat nap . '' It was peculiarly still just at that hour after the middle of the day . The little woods animals must all be sleeping in their burrows , or the hollow trees where they had their nests .