midday
I am not a goat-boy now . '' Moni was very much surprised at this , for Jörgli had become the goat-boy of Küblis at the same time he had been made goat-boy of Fideris , and Moni did not understand how Jörgli could give it up without a single murmur . Meanwhile the goat-boys and their flocks had reached the Pulpit-rock . Moni brought out bread and a small piece of dried meat and invited Jörgli to share his midday meal . They both sat down on the Pulpit-rock and ate heartily , for it had grown very late and they had excellent appetites . When everything was eaten and they had drunk a little goat 's milk , Jörgli comfortably stretched himself at full length on the ground , and rested his head on both arms , but Moni remained sitting , for he always liked to look down into the deep valley below . `` But what are you now , Jörgli , if you are no longer goat-boy ? ''