ten minutes past seven
`` Good heavens ! I had the money the day before yesterday and did not get a cap to wear instead ! '' A curse rose from the bottom of his soul . Glancing out of the corner of his eye into a shop , he saw by a clock on the wall that it was ten minutes past seven . He had to make haste and at the same time to go someway round , so as to approach the house from the other side ... . When he had happened to imagine all this beforehand , he had sometimes thought that he would be very much afraid . But he was not very much afraid now , was not afraid at all , indeed .