Midday
seems we 're not going to sleep , then ? '' `` What chance of sleep today ! '' said the old man , with a sidelong look at the sun . `` Midday 's past , look-ee ! Get your hooks , and come along ! '' Anna looked at Dolly 's thin , care-worn face , with its wrinkles filled with dust from the road , and she was on the point of saying what she was thinking , that is , that Dolly had got thinner . But , conscious that she herself had grown handsomer , and that Dolly 's eyes were telling her so , she sighed and began to speak about herself .