about noon
`` Let us push on to town first , '' answered Songbird . `` After that , we can rearrange our plans if we wish . '' This was considered good advice , and once again they urged their steeds along . Coming to a high point in the trail , they made out Caville a mile distant , and rode into the town about noon . It was not much of a place , and the single hotel afforded only the slimmest of accommodations . But they had to be satisfied , and so made the best of it . The meal over , Dick strolled into the office of the tavern , where he found the proprietor sitting in a big wooden chair leaning against the counter .