noon
And then , as they were about to set off , she ran up to him with a little cry , and without touching him with her hands raised her face to his . `` Kiss me , '' she said . `` Kiss me , my _ Sakewawin _ ! '' * * * * * It was noon when they stood under the topmost crags of the southward range , and under them they saw once more the green valley , with its silvery stream , in which they had met that first day beside the great rock . It seemed to them both a long time ago , and the valley was like a friend smiling up at them its welcome and its gladness that they had at last returned . Its drone of running waters , the whispering music of the air , and the piping cries of the marmots sunning themselves far below , came up to them faintly as they rested , and as the Girl sat in the circle of David 's arm , with her head against his breast , she pointed off through the blue haze miles to the eastward . `` Are we going that way ? ''