half past twelve
He chafed and fumed . His vexation grew even more keen when he came to the end of his cigar and found that the thoughtless count had borne away the case . He appealed to the chauffeur for advice ; but the chauffeur , a native of Rowington and ignorant of Beaumarchais , could give him none . At half past twelve the archduke rose to his full height in the car , bellowed : `` Zerbst ! Zerbst ! Zerbst ! '' and sank down again panting with the effort .