twenty minutes past four
inquired Martin rather pompously . His insinuation that Dick 's fellows might be mixed with the crowd was a slur on the Central boys not possessing uniforms . `` Our fellows are not here yet , but they will be soon , you bet , '' called back a Central boy . `` It 's only twenty minutes past four . '' `` Spread out , men , and practice , '' directed Hi Martin . `` Yah ! yah ! ''