Steinmetz looked at his watch.

They had been together an hour--one of those hours that count as years in a life time.

He had to peer into the face of the watch in order to see the hands.

The room was almost dark, and no servant ever came to it, unless summoned.
Paul was looking down at his companion, as if waiting to hear the time.
At great moments we are suddenly brought face to face with the limits of human nature.

It is at such moments that we find that we are not gods, but only men.