twenty-five minutes past two
said Mrs. Crosbie , turning sharply towards him . `` Now mind , Mr. Crosbie , if the venison is over-roasted , do n't say it is my fault . '' Mr. Crosbie took out his watch . `` It is now twenty-five minutes past two , '' said he ; `` the venison has been down at the fire twenty-five minutes longer than it should have been . And did you not keep us an hour waiting this morning , at the inn where we slept , whilst you quarrelled with the innkeeper and his wife ? '' Mrs. Crosbie answered : `` You are always giving people to understand that I am ill-tempered , Mr. Crosbie ; which I think is very unhandsome of you , Mr. Crosbie . There is not another person in the world who thinks me ill-tempered but you .