a quarter past seven
`` That 's your own lookout , '' barked the governess . -- `` Oh , there you are at last , Miss Snodgrass . I 'd begun to think you were n't going to appear at all this morning . It 's close on a quarter past seven . '' `` Sorry , '' said Miss Snodgrass laconically . `` My watch must be losing . -- Well , I suppose I can begin by marking Laura Rambotham down late .