twenty-five
past seven
`` Imagine Isabella ! '' Jim Polder exploded . `` It 's quite the thing , '' that individual asserted . `` Isabella , '' her mother declared , `` it is twenty-five past seven . I wish you 'd go out and see where dinner is . '' She rose with an expression of mingled surprise and pain . `` Really , mother , '' she said , `` that is an extraordinary request . ''