a quarter to eleven
Aunt Emily watched him trying . The storm broke , as storms sometimes do , on Sunday . Sunday church was a function at Cadover , though a strange one . The pompous landau rolled up to the house at a quarter to eleven . Then Mrs. Failing said , `` Why am I being hurried ? '' and after an interval descended the steps in her ordinary clothes . She regarded the church as a sort of sitting-room , and refused even to wear a bonnet there .