noon
But first , they delayed for no reason , save that in these hours they so loved to do nothing . And next , when with some energy he got upon his feet and declared he must go and drive the horses in , she asked , Why ? Would it not be well for him to fish here , that they might be sure of trout at their nooning ? And though he knew that where they should stop for noon , trout would be as sure as here , he took this chance for more delay . She went with him to his fishing rock , and sat watching him . The rock was tall , higher than his head when he stood . It jutted out halfway across the stream , and the water flowed round it in quick foam , and fell into a pool .