quarter past six
said Ortheris , pointing the moral with a wave of his pipe , `` An ' this is ` im ` oo would be a bloomin ' Vulmea all for the sake of Mullins an ' a bloomin ' button ! Mullins never went after a woman in his life . Mrs. Mullins , she saw ` im one day '' -- `` Ortheris , '' I said , hastily , for the romances of Private Ortheris are all too daring for publication , `` look at the sun . It 's quarter past six ! '' `` O Lord ! Three quarters of an hour for five an ' a ` arf miles ! We 'll ` ave to run like Jimmy-O . ''