three minutes past two
Ste. Marie explained that Arthur Benham was to come out to join them at the wooden door , and doubtless would bring a key . If not , the three of them could scale fifteen feet easily enough in the way soldiers and firemen are trained to do it . He told his friend all that was necessary for the time , and they went together along the wall to the more open space beside the little door . They waited there in silence for five minutes , and once Hartley , with his back toward the house , struck a match under his sheltering coat , looked to see what time it was , and found it was three minutes past two . `` He ought to be here , '' the man growled . `` I do n't like waiting . Good Lord , you do n't think he 's funked it , do you ?