quarter past seven
He wrapped the papers carefully in his handkerchief , placed them in his vest-pocket , and started off . After he left , I leaned my elbow on the dusty window-sill and lounged there awhile , watching him as he trotted busily down the deserted street ; then , rousing myself , I stretched my weary limbs and set about arranging my desk , closing the safe , etc. . At last everything was put in order , and I seated myself in an arm-chair , rubbing my cramped fingers and wrist , and afterward consulting my watch , more for something to do than to ascertain the time , which the clock on the mantel-piece would have told me . Only quarter past seven , and he might be detained until , half-past eight . I leaned back and closed my eyes . How still and hot it was ! I believe I was the only human being in that whole long block of big buildings on that July evening .