a quarter past seven
They glared and shouted at one from every window . One was not allowed to forget for an instant that on the following Saturday afternoon the greatest and most important athletic event in the history of Clearfield was to be witnessed at the High School Field for the ridiculously moderate price of fifty cents -- or seventy-five if you wanted to be sure of a seat ! All this in spite of the fact that from every indication there would be no field to play on ! Mr. Potter was at Dick 's at a quarter past seven that morning . He was filled with dismay and wrath , and some of the things he said about Mr. Jonathan Brent would not look at all nice in print ! At seven-thirty-five he hurried away to find Mr. Brent . At a few minutes before nine he was back again , literally frothing at the mouth .