noon
They were afraid of King as jackals are afraid of a lion ; further , they did not know that he was wounded . She thought little of them , having much else to think of . She wound King 's watch , guessing at the time ; she judged it sensible to force a little nourishment upon him at regular intervals and brought him his broth every two hours . At a little before noon Gloria , stooping over the fire , started erect and whirled about . King 's eyes were open ! She ran to him , dropping on her knees beside him , catching up his hand , whispering : `` Mark ! Oh , Mark -- thank God ! ''