half past eight
All that was left of her was the purple prayer-book which lay open on the bed . Philip took it up aimlessly , and saw -- `` Blessed be the Lord my God who teacheth my hands to war and my fingers to fight . '' He put the book in his pocket , and began to brood over more profitable themes . Santa Deodata gave out half past eight . All the luggage was on , and still Harriet had not appeared . `` Depend upon it , '' said the landlady , `` she has gone to Signor Carella 's to say good-bye to her little nephew . '' Philip did not think it likely .