noon
He was so scairt that the sweat was jest a-bubblin ' out of him -- an ' yet , he retch out an ' done like I done -- an ' believe me , I was n't none too anxious to fool with that brute , myself . I done it to see if he would . I 'm goin ' to take holt an ' make a reg ` lar man out of him . I figger we kin git through the office work by noon every day . If we do n't , them birds over in the thinkers ' shack is in for more overtime . In the afternoons I 'm goin ' to keep him out in the air -- that 's all a lunger needs -- plenty air , an ' good grub . We 'll tromp around the hills and hunt .