ten
minutes to one
At this second sight of her , he was not disillusioned . Even there , in the midst of offices , chained to the machine at which she worked , she seemed cut out from her surroundings -- a personality apart . He walked past the book shop , down the street , until he came within sight of the clock in the post-office in Bedford Street . It was ten minutes to one . He turned back again . It was a practical certainty that she would be going out to lunch at one . The only question that arose as a difficulty in his mind was the possibility of her being accompanied by some other member of Bonsfield 's staff .