midday
He showed her the pool and left her to make her toilet while he explored their prison for some possibility of escape . Putting his hands to his mouth he sent forth stentorian cries for help with no result . Without a pick-axe to work with , he saw no chance of cutting a way through the tons of material that lay around them . It was midday , when Joyce was feeling weak with hunger , and Dalton fighting a strong tendency to pessimism , that he heard Honor 's '' _ Coo-ee ! _ '' and replied . `` Thank God ! -- at last here 's someone to the rescue ! ''