midday
She looked round and saw that her mother was no longer there . `` Good heavens ! '' said she , blushing and uneasy , `` how very warm I am ! '' `` I think , in fact , '' replied Phœbus , `` that it can not be far from midday . The sun is troublesome . We need only lower the curtains . '' `` No , no , '' exclaimed the poor little thing , `` on the contrary , I need air . ''