Sunrise, noon
He brought me for entertainment a talking parrot , and there lived in a seam of the rock a beautiful lizard with whom I made friends . The air was balm , balm ! A steady soft wind made cataract sound in the forest . Sunrise , noon , sunset , midnight , were great glories . It was November ; it was mid-November and after . Now I was strong and wandered in the forest , though never far from that cliff and cavern . It was settled between us that in five days I should go down with Guarin to Guacanagari .