half past seven
`` I should like a pink dress . '' We crossed Trafalgar Square , and I saw by Big Ben that it was a quarter to six . I could not drive through London with her for an indefinite period . Besides , my half past seven dinner awaited me . Why , oh , why has Judith gone to Paris ? Had she been in town I could have shot Carlotta into Tottenham Mansions , and gone home to my dinner and Cristoforo da Costa with a light heart . Judith would have found Carlotta vastly entertaining .