twenty past one
There was a girl in it , a wild , clean-limbed , woodland thing who especially moved my admiration . The more I read the more fascinated did I become , and the more did I doubt whether a single line in it had been written by Adrian Boldero . After a long spell , I took out my watch . It was twenty past one . We lunched at half-past . I rose , went towards the house and came upon Jaffery and Susan . The latter I despatched peremptorily to her ablutions .