noon
The wind 's with them coming back ; it was with them part of the way going ! '' Anton Farwell sat on the steps of the Lodge , his dogs peacefully lying at his feet . All day , since hearing of the boys ' trip , he had been restless and anxious . Farwell had his bad hours often , but he rarely permitted himself companionship at such times , but to-day , after his noon meal , he had been unable to keep away from the Lodge . `` Fall 's setting in early , '' Mrs. McAdam went on ; `` pickerel come ; whitefish go . Beasts and fish and birds ken a lot , Mr. Farwell . '' `` They certainly do .