noon
If I were what you think , I should bid you leave my presence which you have entered so rudely . I do not desire to do that . I am sure that the heroine of Zaraila has something nobler in her than mere malignity against a person who can never have injured her ; and I would endure her insolence for the sake of awakening her justice . A virtue , that was so great in her at noon , can not be utterly dead at nightfall . '' Cigarette 's fearless eyes drooped under the gaze of those bent so searchingly , yet so gently , upon her ; but only for a moment . She raised them afresh with their old dauntless frankness . `` Dieu !