a quarter to eleven
`` No , it 's for me all right . I 'll give it you in the interval . '' The arrival of the headmaster put an end to the conversation . * * * * * By a quarter to eleven Mike had begun to grow reconciled to his fate . The disappointment was still there , but it was lessened . These things are like kicks on the shin . A brief spell of agony , and then a dull pain of which we are not always conscious unless our attention is directed to it , and which in time disappears altogether .