a few minutes after one o'clock
She turned from him and walked to the opposite side of the tower . Here she seated herself on the battlemented wall , as calm , in outward seeming , as if she had been in her own drawing-room . She took out a tiny jewelled watch ; by that soft light she could perceive the figures on the dial . It was a few minutes after one o'clock . It was not likely that the man who had charge of the ruins would come to the tower until seven or eight in the morning . For six or seven hours , therefore , Honoria Eversleigh was likely to be a prisoner -- for six or seven hours she would have to endure the hateful presence of the man whose treachery had placed her in this hideous position . Despair reigned in her heart , entire and overwhelming despair .