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quarter past seven
What came to Barry 's mind now stunned him , and he mumbled out some words of good-bye with an almost hang-dog look to his face ; for he had a chivalrous heart and mind , and he was not prone to be malicious . `` We 'll meet at eight , then ? '' said Byng , taking out his watch . `` It 's a quarter past seven now . Do n't fuss , Barry . We 'll nose out the spy , whoever he is , or wherever to be found . But we wo n't find him here , I think -- not here , my friend . ''