fifteen
minutes past seven
Charlie obeyed with some show of reluctance . He was not sure that even the prospect of ice cream warranted his surrender . Mignon caught him up and swung him into the runabout . Her wrist watch pointed to fifteen minutes past seven . She had no time to lose . She drove rapidly through the town to a small confectioner 's store at the other end . Charlie kept up a lively chatter as they rolled along .