noon
In the field he is as bold as a lion , fearless , quick to see what to do at the moment , never losing a chance . Yet more than once I 've noticed , beforehand , a strange hesitation . He gets fits of the dumps , broods , wonders whether he is doing the right thing , and is as touchy as a bear with a sore head . Well , 't is almost noon ; I must be off ; we 'll see what the Council has to say . '' Desmond watched the major almost with envy as he went off to this momentous meeting . How he wished he was a little older , a little higher in rank , so that he too might have the right to attend ! He lay back in the tent wondering what the result of the Council would be .