About
midday
she said ; how did I manage to put up with it ? Poor little thing , finding herself so high up , she believed herself to be on top of the world . Overall , it was a jolly good day for Monsieur Seguin 's kid goat . About midday , scampering all over the place , she chanced upon a herd of chamois munching on wild vines with some relish . Our little minx in a white dress was an absolute sensation . All these gentlemanly bucks made way for her so she could have the very best of the vines ... . It even seemed -- and this is for your ears only Gringoire -- that one of the black coated young chamois caught Blanquette 's eye .