noon
Not once did it occur to him that any one would be especially concerned over his absence . Not once did he look upon this mishap as anything more serious than an unpleasant incident in the life of a flyer . He went to sleep , lying there under a wing of his plane , and presently Bland himself drifted off into dreams that would have been much less agreeable had he known that a full two dozen Indians had crawled into the willows and were peering timorously out at them . It was past noon when Bland awoke . Johnny was still sound asleep , snoring a little now and then . Bland grumbled more profanity , sent a questing glance toward the willows and saw nothing to alarm him , crawled out into the searing sunlight and tried to work . But the motor was so hot he could not touch it anywhere .