noon
When they walked it was with a rolling , awkward motion , placing the knuckles of their closed hands upon the ground and swinging their ungainly bodies forward . But when the way was through the lower trees they moved more swiftly , swinging from branch to branch with the agility of their smaller cousins , the monkeys . And all the way Kala carried her little dead baby hugged closely to her breast . It was shortly after noon when they reached a ridge overlooking the beach where below them lay the tiny cottage which was Kerchak 's goal . He had seen many of his kind go to their deaths before the loud noise made by the little black stick in the hands of the strange white ape who lived in that wonderful lair , and Kerchak had made up his brute mind to own that death-dealing contrivance , and to explore the interior of the mysterious den . He wanted , very , very much , to feel his teeth sink into the neck of the queer animal that he had learned to hate and fear , and because of this , he came often with his tribe to reconnoiter , waiting for a time when the white ape should be off his guard . Of late they had quit attacking , or even showing themselves ; for every time they had done so in the past the little stick had roared out its terrible message of death to some member of the tribe .