a quarter to
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The evening was drawing on ; it was nearly half past seven when Helena looked at her watch , remembering Louisa , who would be waiting for her to return to Cornwall . ` I must either go to her , or wire to her . She will be in a fever of suspense , ' said Helena to herself , and straightway she hurried to catch a tramcar to return to the station . She arrived there at a quarter to eight ; there was no train down to Tintagel that night . Therefore she wired the news : ` Siegmund dead . No train tonight . Am going home . '