twenty minutes after ten
When the engine finally rolled into the station Jim was pacing up and down ; he was as nearly impatient as Jim Weeks could be . `` You 'll have to move faster than that , '' he said shortly , swinging himself up the steps . Jawn glanced at him without reply , then looked at his watch . It was twenty minutes after ten . He laid his hand upon the throttle and pulled . There was a gasp of steam , a whirring and slipping of the drive wheels , and the engine plunged forward . Jawn fingered the lever with a lover 's caress .