twenty
minutes to one
He was standing beside her now . `` Then tell me you like me , '' he insisted . `` Besides , we have loads of time . Why , it 's only twenty minutes to one , '' he said , looking hurriedly at his watch , careful to conceal the tell-tale hands of its dial from her frightened glance . Without answering the girl turned and began to retrace her steps . `` But you have n't said you like me , '' he called out , hurrying to her side . Margaret did not speak ; she only knew that her head was throbbing , that she heard but indistinctly the words of the man who kept close to her as they went on up the steep trail .