half past twelve
`` I do n't know which are most outraged -- his Freekirk or his horticultural feelings ! '' `` Babie , '' ordered Armine , who was devouring his breakfast at double speed , `` if you 'll put on your things , I 've the garden donkey-cart ready to take down the flowers . You wo n't expect us to luncheon , mother ? '' Barbara , though obedient , looked blank , and her mother said -- `` My dear , if I went down and helped at the Church till half past twelve , could not we all be set free ? Your brothers want us to bring their luncheon to them at the Hanger . '' `` That 's right , mother , '' cried Jock ; `` I 've half a mind to come and expedite matters . '' `` No , no , Skipjack ! ''