twenty minutes after eleven
He arose and turned on the electric lights . Then he beheld all the marks of a desperate struggle . The bed was in a state of great disorder . On the floor , the candlestick , and the clock , with the hands pointing to twenty minutes after eleven ; then , further away , an overturned chair ; and , everywhere , there was blood , spots of blood and pools of blood . `` And the black pearl ? '' he murmured . The box of letter-paper was in its place .