[That question gives her pause.]

...Maybe there's a way to make it not holler? Or maybe it's jus' one o'them things ya get used to...

The pointers? Oh, ya mean the hands.

[Plucking the clock from its resting place in the grass, she, well, points at them.]

This one's the hour hand, an' this is the minute hand, that point to the lil' lines that are the minutes.