a quarter
to eight before
How perfectly adorable of her . And did she really say -- but how wonderful of her to think of it . What sort of a face did Lloyd George make ? She laughed and laughed , and had a great longing to hug her mother , and the time flew , and it grew quite dusk , and it grew nearly dark , and Mr. Arundel still went on amusing her , and it was a quarter to eight before she suddenly remembered dinner . `` Oh , good heavens ! '' she exclaimed , jumping up . `` Yes .