noon
`` Is it your wife , Miriam , and your boy ? '' But he heard neither of us . `` They were there -- they waved to me from the garden at the edge of the woods as I entered the forest . Only this morning , both waving to me as I rode away -- and when I returned from the city at noon , they were gone ! I looked to the window as I came back . The curtain moved and I thought my boy was hiding , but it was only the wind . We 've searched every nook from cellar to attic .