a quarter before midday
-LRB- Loud and prolonged cheers . -RRB- Well , well ... '' He rose to his feet and stretched luxuriously . `` It 's all the same in a hundred years , and so long as she 's happy ... '' And with that little candle of truly handsome philosophy Mr. Peter Every lighted himself to bed . Upon the following Sunday , at a quarter before midday , he set Miss French down upon the London road at the spot at which he and Joan had met Lyveden a fortnight before . `` I 'll wait till you 've seen if he 's in , '' he said , nodding towards the cottage . `` If he is , I 'll come back in an hour . That do ? ''