a quarter to seven
`` I feel about due to pull off some fool stunt . Wonder what it will be ? '' he complained , as he flopped on the bed . He was up at six , and at a quarter to seven was at work in the garage . He spent a large part of the morning in trying to prove to a customer that even a Teal car , best at the test , would not give perfect service if the customer persisted in forgetting to fill the oil-well , the grease-cups , and the battery . At three minutes after twelve Milt left the garage to go to dinner . The fog of the morning had turned to rain .