noon
They had come to the snow that gleams there everlastingly . There was no material for a fire but they ate cold meats , and went wearily on . They passed through that awful assemblage of peaks . By noon they were walking upon level ground . In the afternoon Rodriguez , tired with the journey and with the heat of the sun , decided that it was possible to sleep , and , wrapping his cloak around him , he lay down , doing what Morano would have done , by instinct . Morano was asleep at once and Rodriguez soon after . They awoke with the cold at sunset .