a quarter to one o'clock before
cried Milt , insinuatingly . `` I 'll fix this bird . Where 's the monkey wrench ? '' It was a quarter to one o'clock before a familiar looking runabout appeared in front of the MacDaniel Dormitory and the door popped open to let a highly exasperated and greatly worried athletic figure out . There was not a sign of another soul upon the campus , nor was there a light visible save the flickering street lamps . `` Coast is clear ! '' whispered Milt .