Ten minutes to twelve
`` The other half is in Berlin , '' I said desperately . My voice sounded to me like a third person speaking . `` That 's simpler , '' replied Clubfoot . `` Ten minutes to twelve now ... if I wire at once , that half should be here by midnight ... . I 'll get the message off immediately ... '' He looked up at me , pencil in hand . It was the end . I had kept faith with Francis to the limit of my powers , but now my resistance was broken .