twenty minutes after twelve
`` I do not quite despair yet . I shall not give it up till a quarter after twelve . This is just the time of day for it to clear up , and I do think it looks a little lighter . There , it is twenty minutes after twelve , and now I shall give it up entirely . Oh ! That we had such weather here as they had at Udolpho , or at least in Tuscany and the south of France ! -- the night that poor St. Aubin died !