noon
Rod and Mukoki had each killed two , and Wabi three , when the old warrior stopped the fun . `` No waste too much shooting on ducks , '' he advised . `` Need shells -- big game . '' Several times during the morning the three rested from their exertions , and at noon they ceased paddling for more than an hour while they ate the generous dinner that had been put up for them at Wabinosh House . The farther side of the lake was now plainly visible , and when the journey was resumed all eyes eagerly sought for signs of the mouth of the Ombabika , where their stirring adventures of the winter before had begun . For some time Wabi 's gaze had been fixed upon a long , white rim along the shore , to which he now called his companions ' attention . `` It seems to be moving , '' he said , turning to Mukoki .