noon
The lieutenant of the watch stood squarely before him with a forbidding air , while a file of arquebusiers lounged in the archway . `` There 's no going out to-night , '' was the answer to the impatient rider . `` Tut , man , I am the Sieur de Laval , riding north on urgent affairs . My servants left at noon . Be quick . Open ! '' `` Who ordered this folly ? ''