midday
Is that blaze aspiring enough for you ? '' `` Yes , but it needs to be kept up -- I want a good bed of coals . '' A fine fire was on its way at last , and while waiting for it to burn down to the desired bed of coals , the temporary prince and princess sat down on the rock to feast their eyes in the mean time . A little past midday , it was not the picturesque hour for another season ; but now , in the freshness of Spring , the delicate beauties of colour and light could bear the full meridian sun and not ask for shadows to set them off ; other than the tender shade under the half-leaved trees . It was a warm enough day too , and those same leaves were making a great spring towards their full unfolding . Birds were twittering all around , and they only filled up the silence . `` Is n't it worth coming for !