midday
`` How far are we now from Rooi Krantz , Father ? '' she asked , for that was the name of Mr. Clifford 's farm . `` About forty miles , dear . The waggon can not make it to-night with these two sick oxen , but after the midday outspan we will ride on , and be there by sundown . I am afraid you are tired of this trekking . '' `` No , '' she answered . `` I like it very much ; it is so restful , and I sleep sound upon that cartel .