a quarter past five
It is the hard part of war , the waiting part . '' Miss Mink agreed with him perfectly as she helped him wait . She had never spent such a long day in her life . At a quarter past five he rose to go . A skillful word on her part would have expedited matters , but Miss Mink was not versed in the social trick of speeding a departing guest . Fifteen minutes dragged their weary length even after he was on his feet . Then Miss Mink received a shock from which it took her an even longer time to recover .