ten minutes to ten o'clock
What would n't he give for a cool , grey-green Irish day , with a wet wind blowing in from the sea ? -- a day such as he had heedlessly squandered hundreds of , in his youth . Now it made his mouth water only to think of them . It still wanted ten minutes to ten o'clock and the buggy had not yet come round . He would lie down and have five minutes ' rest before starting : he had been up most of the night , and on getting home had been kept awake by neuralgia . When an hour later Mary reached home , she was amazed to find groom and buggy still drawn up in front of the house . `` Why , Molyneux , what 's the matter ?