a quarter to seven
`` Hungry -- damned hungry , '' said Sir Jeremy . `` Oh , we 'll have to wait , '' said Clare . `` Harry 's got to dress . Anyhow you 've got no right to be hungry at a quarter to seven . Nobody 's ever hungry till half-past seven at the earliest . '' It was evident that she was ill at ease . Perhaps it was the prospect of meeting her brother after a separation of eighteen years ; perhaps it was anxiety as to how this reclaimed son of the house of Trojan would behave in the face of the world .