twenty minutes after five
All the better . '' The senator leaned back and closed his eyes for a moment . Then he began to speak , rapidly but distinctly , and Tom 's pencil flew over the pages , while the train sped on toward the junction . The hands of the office clock pointed to twenty minutes after five when Tom reached the _ World _ building . There was no hesitancy now ; he pushed open the little gate and hurried toward the city editor , who had already placed his hat on his head and was bundling up some papers to carry home . He met Tom 's advance with a frown . `` Well ? ''