noon
Pepet , who had followed him agilely , almost hanging over his head , smiled , like a master pleased at the lesson , and repeated his advice . Don Jaime must not forget ! When he heard the challenge he must climb out of the window and down the wall , getting around behind his adversary . At noon when Febrer was left alone he felt himself possessed of a warlike ferocity , of an aggressiveness which caused him to look long at the wall on which hung his gun . At the foot of the promontory , from the shore where Tío Ventolera 's boat was beached , rose the voice of the old fisherman singing mass . Febrer looked out the door , carrying both hands to his mouth in the form of a trumpet . Tío Ventolera , with the help of a boy , was shoving his boat into the water .