a quarter to twelve at night
He now had a personal desire to cut himself loose from the wretched entanglement revealed to him , whatever it cost . ` Are you really , truly going ? ' Caroline exclaimed , for he was near the door . ` At a quarter to twelve at night ! ' sneered the Countess , still imagining that he , like herself , must be partly acting . ` But , Van , is it -- dearest , think ! is it manly for a brother to go and tell of his sister ?