about noon
`` I 'll put it in your pocket , Glover . When you ca n't take another step without it , you must go at it . '' `` Bedad , if ye do n't , we 'll lave yees , '' added Sweeny , digging his fists into his empty stomach to relieve its gnawing . Very slowly , the well men sustaining the sick one , they marched over rolling hills until about noon , accomplishing perhaps ten miles . They were now on a slope looking southward ; above them the wind sighed through a large grove of cedars ; a little below was a copious spring of clear , sweet water . There they halted , drinking and filling their canteens , but not eating . The square inch of bear meat was still in Glover 's pocket , but he could not be got to taste it unless the others would share .