the noon sun
Whether the motive was this telling argument , or that his work was almost finished owing to the additional hand , Robert allowed the beetle to be taken from his fingers and laid aside . ` You imperious person ! I suppose we must obey you . ' The day was one of those which only Canada in the whole world can furnish -- a day of the ` pink mist , ' when the noon sun hangs central in a roseate cup of sky . The rich colour was deepest all round the horizon , and paled with infinite shades towards the zenith , like a great blush rose drooping over the earth . Twenty times that morning Linda went from the house to look at it : her eyes could not be satiated with the beauty of the landscape and of the heavens above . Then , what colours on the trees !