midday
And no word came from Davia . No word that could cause alarm , or tell them of the dire tragedy being enacted in the mountains . And the two men , one for ever scheming and the other watching , passed their time in moody silence . It was the third day after the foregoing events had taken place , and midday . Victor was in the store standing in the doorway gazing out across the mighty foothills which stretched far as the eyes could reach to the east . He was thinking , casting about in his mind for a means of getting away with the money . Jean was at his post in the inner room .