about noon
The radiant sky contained nothing but those tiny clouds floating like white sails on a sea of perfect blue . The gold on the snow of the far peaks deepened . He was suffused with the beauty of it , and , for a little space the world war and the frightful calamities it would bring fled quite away . Lannes awoke about noon , stood up , stretched his limbs and sighed with deep content . He cast a questing glance at the heavens , and then turned a satisfied look on John . `` No enemy in sight , '' he said , `` and I have slept well . Yea , more , I tell you , Yankee that you are , that I have slept magnificently .