a quarter
after eleven
Just two questions troubled the young scientist 's mind . Had the people of the disc learned of their preparations to counter the attack ? And would the improvised broadcasting apparatus of the area stand the stupendous strain that would be placed upon it if the ray came down ? The first of these questions was answered , staggeringly , at a quarter after eleven . `` Kendrick -- oh , my God ! '' cried Blake , bursting into the laboratory . `` Marjorie -- they 've got her again !