Exactly twelve minutes.

It is now five minutes to eight; two hours and five minutes more! I sigh loudly, and putting on my hat stroll out into the wide and silent garden.

It is as yet unfamiliar to me.
I do not know where half the walks lead.

I have no favorite haunts, no chosen spot of solitude and greenery, where old and pleasant thoughts meet me.

Many such have I at home, but none here.