Sunday noon
And the rest of the words were quite casual . `` I kind-a reckon he 'd hev made it , at that , '' he offered his opinion , `` if they 'd hev been a trifle more water . But the rocks was too close to the surface fer comfortable swimmin ' . The Jenkinses found him down in the slack water , Sunday noon or thereabouts , and they sed he 'd never be no deader , not even if he 'd a-died in a reg ` lar bed , with a doctor helpin ' him along . '' Caleb threw his sister one lugubriously helpless glance . Sarah had choked , apparently upon a crumb of bread , and was coughing , stranglingly . And Caleb made to change the drift of the conversation , but he was not quick enough .