a quarter to three
and Carl clamored : `` I 've _ got _ to get out to-day . Terrible glad it 's a half-holiday . Wonder if I dare telephone to Ruth ? '' At a quarter to three they were rollicking down the `` smart side '' of Fifth Avenue . One could see that they were playmates , by her dancing steps and his absorption in her . He bent a little toward her , quick to laugh with her . Ruth was in a frock of flowered taffeta .