noon
When the rollicking wind told about that , down on the dun earth , surely it echoed their young courage , their young belief in the future , the incorruptibility of their understanding that the future was theirs , under the law . For the wind always teaches that . The wind is the supreme believer , and one has only to take a walk in it at this moment to know the truth . Yet in spite of the wind , in spite of their high security , in spite of the little wing-like moments that hold not history but revelation , they were all going down the hours beneath the pendent sword of `` To-morrow , at noon . '' Up came the dusk to the doors of the king 's palace -- a hurry of grey banners flowing into the empty ways where the sun had been . Upon this high dominion Night could not advance unheralded , and here the Twilight messengered her coming long after the dark lay thick on the lowland and on the toiling water . St. George , leaning from Amory 's window , looked down on the shadows rising in exquisite hesitation , as if they came curling from the lighted censer of Med .