The clerk thought a moment.
“Yes,” he said, “I can fix it to the minute, but I can’t do it offhand.”
“Why? How can you fix it, then?”
“Just as Low came to the desk a telegraph boy came with a message for a guest. I had to sign the boy’s book.”
“Yes. Well?”
“I had to enter the time, you know, and I looked up at the clock as I did so.”
“Did you enter the exact minute?”
“I did.”
“What was it?”
“That I can’t remember.”