noon
`` Ah , pity me , tried champion , for even now I am almost afraid to die . '' She leaned against the window yonder , shuddering , staring into the night . Dawn had purged the east of stars . Day was at hand , the day whose noon she might not hope to witness . She noted this incuriously . Then Biatritz came to him , very strangely proud , and yet all tenderness . `` See , now , Raimbaut !