noon
We looked at each other , we could not but smile . So that which is joy and deliverance to one is vexation to another . As we went out again into the street the lingering music of the bells died out , and -LRB- for the first time for all these terrible days and nights -RRB- the great clock struck the hour . And as the clock struck , the last cloud rose like a mist and disappeared in flying vapours , and the full sunshine of noon burst on Semur . When M. le Maire disappeared within the mist , we all remained behind with troubled hearts . For my own part I was alarmed for my friend . M. Martin Dupin is not noble .