morning, noon
The leaves were full , woodthrushes sang , and bees droned like unseen running water in the woods . With June came circuit court once more-and the soldiers . Faint music pierced the dreamy chant of the river one morning as Rome lay on a bowlder in the summer sun ; and he watched the guns flashing like another stream along the water , and then looked again to the Lewallen cabin . Never , morning , noon , or night , when he came from the rhododendrons , or when they closed about him , did he fail to turn his eyes that way . Often he would see a bright speck moving about the dim lines of the cabin , and he would scarcely breathe while he watched it , so easily would it disappear . Always he had thought it was Martha , and now he knew it was , for the old miller had told him more of the girl , and had wrung his heart with pity . She had been ill a long while .