five minutes to seven
Then the train arrived at Shawport , and I was obliged to get out . I say ` obliged , ' because I violently wished not to get out . I wished to travel on in that train to some impossible place , where things were arranged differently . The station clock showed only five minutes to seven . I was astounded . It seemed to me that all the real world had been astir and busy for hours . And this extraordinary activity went on every morning while Aunt Constance and I lay in our beds and thought well of ourselves .