a quarter past ten
And then the hour was so wretchedly early . It was that little fool Mistletoe who had named ten o'clock , -- a fellow who took Parliamentary papers to bed with him , and had a blue book brought to him every morning at half-past seven with a cup of tea . By ten o'clock Lord Augustus would not have had time to take his first glass of soda and brandy preparatory to the labour of getting into his clothes . But he was afraid of his wife and daughter , and absolutely did get into a cab at the door of his lodgings in Duke Street , St. James ' , precisely at a quarter past ten . As the Duke 's house was close to the corner of Clarges Street the journey he had to make was not long . Lord Rufford would not have agreed to the interview but that it was forced upon him by his brother-in-law . `` What good can it do ? ''