half past eleven
Perhaps he was expecting another kitten or -- It is hard to say how ideas first enter one 's mind . But the notion that Mr. Ladley had killed his wife and thrown her body into the water came to me as I sat there . All at once I seemed to see it all : the quarreling the day before , the night trip in the boat , the water-soaked slipper , his haggard face that morning -- even the way the spaniel sat and stared at the flood . Terry brought the boat back at half past eleven , towing it behind another . `` Well , '' I said , from the stairs , `` I hope you 've had a pleasant morning . '' `` What doing ? '' he asked , not looking at me .