midnight
Little Odille , who had fallen asleep on the knees of the bishopess , awoke with a start , saying : `` Ronan , are they coming to take us to the place of execution ? I am ready for everything . '' `` No , little Odille ! it is barely midnight ; I know not what may be happening at the burg ; all the Franks who were watching us left their posts before our prison and followed one of their men who came after them ; all ran towards the burg brandishing their arms . '' `` Ronan , my brother , listen in the direction of the seigniorial mansion -- it seems to me I hear an odd noise proceeding from that direction . '' `` I hear tumultuous cries -- the clash of arms . '' `` Ronan , the Vagres must have come to our deliverance , the burg is on fire ! ''