noon
He asked himself that question as he returned to help Jean . And he found no answer to it until they were in their canoes again and headed up the lake , Josephine sitting with her back to him , her thick silken braid falling in a sinuous and sunlit rope of red gold over her shoulders . Then he knew that he would not . Jean gave little rest that day , and by noon they had covered twenty miles of the lake-way . An hour for dinner , and they went on . At times Josephine used her paddle , and not once during the day did she sit with her face to Philip . Late in the afternoon they camped on a portage fifty miles from Adare House .