twenty minutes past one
The next day Thea hurried through her luncheon at a German bakery and got back to the studio at ten minutes past one . She felt sure that the young brewer would come early , before it was time for Bowers to arrive . He had not said he would , but yesterday , when he opened the door to go , he had glanced about the room and at her , and something in his eye had conveyed that suggestion . Sure enough , at twenty minutes past one the door of the reception-room opened , and a tall , robust young man with a cane and an English hat and ulster looked in expectantly . `` Ah -- ha ! '' he exclaimed , `` I thought if I came early I might have good luck . And how are you to-day , Miss Kronborg ? ''