twenty minutes after five
Saniel rose ; evidently there was nothing for him to do but to go . It was finished , and instead of being in despair he felt it as a relief . But , as he was about to leave the room , an idea flashed through his mind . He looked at his watch , which he had not consulted for some time ; it was twenty minutes after five ; there yet remained four minutes , five at the most . `` Why do you not draw these curtains ? '' he said . `` I am sure your sufferings are partly caused by the wind that comes in this window . ''