noon
And he added , with a sigh of deep physical content , `` It sure-lee was some feed ! '' His lids drooped lower as if sleep were overtaking him in spite of himself . `` I 'd ask yuh if you 'd seen anything of those mules -- only I do n't give a damn now . I wish this was night instead of noon ; I could sleep the clock around after that bacon and bannock of yours . Have n't a care in the world , '' he murmured drowsily . `` Happy as a toad in the sun , first warm day of spring . How soon you going to crank up ? ''