a quarter to eleven
She took one that had interested him . Then he turned down the gas and they set off . He did not trouble to lock the door . He was not home again until a quarter to eleven . His mother was seated in the rocking-chair . Annie , with a rope of hair hanging down her back , remained sitting on a low stool before the fire , her elbows on her knees , gloomily . On the table stood the offending loaf unswathed .