11:15
`` Special detail from the Ordnance Department , sir , '' says I. `` Oh , you are , eh ? '' he snorts . `` Another bomb-proofer ! Well , tell Mr. Ellins I shall be back at 11:15 -- if this sector has n't been captured in the meantime , '' and as he double-quicks out he near runs down Mr. Piddie , our rubber-stamp office manager , who has towed him in . As for me , I stands there swallowin ' air bubbles until my red-haired disposition got below the boiling point once more . Then I turns to Piddie . `` You heard , did n't you ? ''