five minutes past twelve
Fierce resentment crowded out her gentler feelings , and she could not trust herself to come in contact with her faithless classmate and remain silent . On the steps of the school she met Jerry and Irma , who had posted themselves to wait for her . `` I thought you had decided to stay in there all day , '' grumbled Jerry . `` It 's only five minutes past twelve , '' protested Marjorie . `` I thought it was at least half-past , '' retorted Jerry . `` Say , Marjorie , did n't you say that you 'd lost your butterfly pin ? '' `` Yes , '' replied Marjorie , shortly , bracing herself for what she felt would follow .