Five minutes to seven
He was out for a short time at the station and returned with the luggage which he had left there . While he was away I stole into my room and took a good look at my new treasure ; he still slept peacefully and calmly on . We were deep in impromptu carpentering and contrivances for use and comfort , when it occurred to me to look at my watch . `` Five minutes to seven ! '' I almost yelled , dashing wildly into my room to wash my hands and get my violin . Courvoisier followed me . The child was awake .