two minutes to one
He stopped in front of the `` prof 's , '' tooted till the heads of the Joneses appeared at the window , waved and shouted , `` G ' - by , folks . Goin ' outa town . '' Then , while freedom and the distant Pacific seemed to rush at him over the hood , he whirled out of town . It was two minutes to one -- forty-seven minutes since Claire Boltwood had entered Schoenstrom . He stopped only once . His friend Lady Vere de Vere was at the edge of town , on a scientific exploring trip in the matter of ethnology and field mice . She hailed him , `` Mrwr ?