noon
How odd ! that anybody should feed sheep upon a mountain that looked all rock and forest , seen from below . The sun was hot . It must be noon . She hoped she would n't be late for that famous lunch they had talked about so much . Zaraza trotted around a last clump of trees , as if she knew her task was ended , and her own feeding time at hand . Then Dorothy brought her up with a sharp , silent tug upon the reins .