the noon sun
Robert would certainly have answered in the affirmative . Arthur 's restless spirit less wisely pined for the pleasure-seeking of such a life as Argent 's . Linda was stooping one morning in the corner of her garden . Some precious plant was there , protected from the full glare of the noon sun by a calico shade , carefully adjusted , and with a circle of brown damp about it , which told of attentive watering . A few roundish leaves were the object of all this regard ; in the centre of the knot to-day stood a little green knob on a short stem . ` Oh , Georgie ! papa !