quarter past six
They say now whiskey ai n't no permanent cure for colds , but it sure do help you think it is . Experience is better than expoundin ' and -- '' Again Laine shook his head . `` Get me some dry clothes , '' he said , then went to the table and looked over the letters laid in a row upon it . `` Have a taxi-cab here by quarter past six and do n't come in again until I ring . I 'm going to lie down . '' A few minutes later , on a rug-covered couch , General on the floor beside him , he was trying to sleep . He was strangely tired , and for a while his only well-defined feeling was one of impatience at having to go out .