twenty minutes to three
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 . Mr. Pappleworth came at twenty minutes to three . Then he sat and gossiped with Paul , treating the boy entirely as an equal , even in age . In the afternoon there was never very much to do , unless it were near the week-end , and the accounts had to be made up . At five o'clock all the men went down into the dungeon with the table on trestles , and there they had tea , eating bread-and-butter on the bare , dirty boards , talking with the same kind of ugly haste and slovenliness with which they ate their meal .