five
minutes to fifteen
`` Then you _ will _ come , wo n't you ? We 've only five minutes to wait . '' young Rainer urged , in the tone that dispels scruples by ignoring them ; and Faxon found himself accepting the invitation as simply as it was offered . A delay in the arrival of the New York train lengthened their five minutes to fifteen ; and as they paced the icy platform Faxon began to see why it had seemed the most natural thing in the world to accede to his new acquaintance 's suggestion . It was because Frank Rainer was one of the privileged beings who simplify human intercourse by the atmosphere of confidence and good humour they diffuse . He produced this effect , Faxon noted , by the exercise of no gift but his youth , and of no art but his sincerity ; and these qualities were revealed in a smile of such sweetness that Faxon felt , as never before , what Nature can achieve when she deigns to match the face with the mind . He learned that the young man was the ward , and the only nephew , of John Lavington , with whom he had made his home since the death of his mother , the great man 's sister .