half past seven
The Seraph ended his prayers with -- `` and for this piwate tweasure make us twuly thankful . Amen . '' The next moment we had dived under the bed clothes and snuggled there in wild expectancy . From half past seven to twelve is a long stretch . The Seraph slept peacefully . Angel or I rose every little while and struck a match to look at the clock . At nine we were so hungry that we ate all four crullers .