noon
The Eagle Cliff was the spot which Milly Moss had fixed on for her select little picnic with the niece of the fisherman . Strange to say , and without the slightest knowledge or suspicion of this fact -LRB- so he said -RRB- , John Barret had selected the very same spot for his botanical ramble . It must be remembered , however , that it was a wide spot . Seated in a secluded nook , not long after noon , Milly and Aggy , with Junkie , enjoyed the good things which were spread on a mass of flat rock in front of them . `` Now I call this jolly ! '' said Junkie , as well as he could , with a mass of jam-tart stopping the way . `` It is indeed , '' returned Milly ; `` but I do n't feel quite sure whether you refer to the splendour of the scenery or the goodness of the tart . ''