summer noon
Above the P. M. O. 's tent fluttered the Red Cross , and he had caught sight of a white apron and a scarlet cape in the open door . `` Miss Mellen ! Alice ! '' In the still air of a summer noon , Carew 's voice carried distinctly back to Weldon . He glanced towards the tent . Then , beckoning to Kruger Bobs , he turned and rode away to inspect the distant landscape . An hour later , Kruger Bobs was squatting on the ground , a heaped plate on his knees and a smile of rapture surrounding his smacking lips .