noon
Gaston , knowing that Helene waited his return , at once tapped at the door of the room . `` Enter , '' said the voice of the false Spaniard . Gaston knew the voice , entered , and with a calm face approached the Duc d'Olivares . `` You are punctual , monsieur , '' said the latter ; `` we named noon , and it is now striking . '' `` I am pressed for time , monseigneur ; my undertaking weighs on me ; I fear to feel remorse . That astonishes and alarms you , does it not , monseigneur ? But reassure yourself ; the remorse of a man such as I am troubles no one but himself . ''