Six o'clock
What bitterness could the roses of Konopisht bring between Marishka and him ? '' A sense of the grave importance of his mission came over Renwick with a rush . He looked at his watch . Six o'clock . It would have been hazardous to use the wire to reach the Embassy even had he possessed a code . He knew enough of the activities of the Austrian secret service to be sure that in spite of his entrée at the Castle , his presence at Konopisht at this time might be marked . He sauntered down the street with an air of composure he was far from feeling .