About twelve o'clock
I saw Ghyrkins ' servant enter his tent with bottles and ice , and I suspected the old fellow was going to cool his wrath with a `` peg , '' and would be asleep most of the morning . John would take a peg too , but he would not sleep in consequence , being of Bombay , iron-headed and spirit-proof . So I read on and wrote , and was happy , for I like the heat of the noon-day and the buzzing of the flies , and the smell of the parched grass , being southern born . About twelve o'clock , when I was beginning to think I had done enough work for one day , I saw Miss Westonhaugh 's native maid come out of her mistress 's tent and survey the landscape , shading her eyes with her hand . She was dressed , of course , in spotless white drapery , and there were heavy anklets on her feet and bangles of silver on her wrist . She seemed satisfied by her inspection and went in again , returning presently with Miss Westonhaugh and a large package of work and novels and letter-writing materials . They came straight to where I was sitting under the airy tent where we dined , and Miss Westonhaugh established herself at one side of the table at the end of which I was writing .