noon
`` Tom , I believe we are getting lost , '' came from Sam , in a dismal tone . `` I do n't think we 're getting lost , Sam ; we _ are _ lost , no two ways about it . We 've got to keep our eyes open and our wits about us , or we 'll be getting into a first-class mess . '' `` It must be almost noon , '' went on the youngest Rover , and pulled out his watch . `` Phew ! Half-past twelve ! '' `` Thought I was hungry .