a quarter to twelve
I am sorry , because it deprives me of the society of one of the most modest , unassuming , and gentlemanly persons I have ever had the honour of being acquainted with . '' I did not desire the last day to wind up disagreeably , so I said nothing to either Carrie or Lupin about the letter . A most terrible fog came on , and Lupin would go out in it , but promised to be back to drink out the Old Year -- a custom we have always observed . At a quarter to twelve Lupin had not returned , and the fog was fearful . As time was drawing close , I got out the spirits . Carrie and I deciding on whisky , I opened a fresh bottle ; but Carrie said it smelt like brandy . As I knew it to be whisky , I said there was nothing to discuss .