about half past eleven
o'clock
He has an impediment of the speech which at all times causes him to stammer badly . When he is excited it is only by a tremendous mental and physical effort and after repeated endeavours that he can form the words at all . In other regards he is a first-rate officer , sober , trustworthy and kindly . On the night of the eighteenth of February , at about half past eleven o'clock , Marshal Waggoner was completing his regular before-midnight round of the business district . The weather was nasty , with a raw wet wind blowing and half-melted slush underfoot . In his tour he had encountered not a single person . That dead dumb quiet which falls upon a sleeping town on a winter 's night was all about him .