Five minutes to eleven
`` I may go . '' `` Oh , I 'm so glad , '' answered Beth ; `` be sure you 're ready at eleven . '' `` Mercy , goodness ! Five minutes to eleven , and I ca n't find my hat , '' and poor Jerry darted from one closet to another in her search . `` Where do you suppose it is ? '' `` It 's just where you left it , '' answered Mary , who had arrived ten minutes before and had been helping Jerry hunt for the missing hat . `` Now stop running around and try to think a minute . ''