noon
Tish sat up most of the rest of the night composing a letter to the authorities of the town , telling them of Mr. McDonald and enclosing careful copies of the incriminating documents she had found . During the following morning the river was very quiet . Through the binocular we were able to see Mr. McDonald standing on the shore of his island and looking intently in our direction , but naturally we paid no attention to him . The red-haired man went in swimming that day and necessitated our retiring to the tent for an hour and a half ; but at noon Aggie 's naturally soft heart began to assert itself . `` Spy or no spy , '' she said to Tish , `` we ought to feed him . '' `` Huh ! '' was Tish 's rejoinder .