noon
Until then she wishes that you keep your chamber , since she knows not your mind in this visit . '' `` That is but fair , '' assented Brian . Cathbarr grumbled , but there was no help for it , since they were virtually prisoners . The day passed slowly , and toward noon storm drew down on the harbor and snow eddied in their casement . With that , they fell to polishing their weapons ; Brian procured a razor and a much-needed shave , and Cathbarr furbished up his huge ax until it glowed like silver . Finally Muiertach appeared . Brian slung the great sword across his back , and they followed the seneschal down to the courtyard .