two minutes past three
` I was needed here . ' Then I felt his kiss on my cheek , and I lifted my head and looked at the clock . It had struck three just as I was conscious of the presence of Boris . It was only two minutes past three , but I seemed to have lived hours in that two minutes . '' `` Do you think , Bishop , that God loves a soldier ? He may employ them and yet not love them ? '' Then the Bishop straightened himself and lifted his head , and his face glowed and his eyes shone as he answered , `` I will give you one example , it could be multiplied indefinitely .