noon
Priscilla found that she needed all her strength , now that she must soon depend upon herself , and Farwell had nothing more to say but -- good-bye ! Anton Farwell had got ahead of his spy for once ! Not even so indefatigable an Indian as Pine could be expected to watch a man who had just returned from a long tramp . But Farwell knew full well that by high noon his guard would have sensed danger and be uncommonly active , so he pushed the march to Priscilla 's utmost limit . At four o'clock they reached the deserted hut near the old factory . A fire was made upon the hearth and a broken-down settle drawn close . `` I 'd rest until early morning , '' advised Farwell in a hard , constrained voice .