two o’clock
At one o'clock , Paul , feeling very lost , took his dinner-basket down into the stockroom in the basement , that had the long table on trestles , and ate his meal hurriedly , alone in that cellar of gloom and desolation . Then he went out of doors . The brightness and the freedom of the streets made him feel adventurous and happy . But at two o'clock he was back in the corner of the big room . Soon the work-girls went trooping past , making remarks . It was the commoner girls who worked upstairs at the heavy tasks of truss-making and the finishing of artificial limbs . He waited for Mr. Pappleworth , not knowing what to do , sitting scribbling on the yellow order-paper .