A quarter past eleven
Thus : -- `` Oh yes . Very changeable weather indeed . It looked quite promising yesterday morning in the town , but it began to rain at noon . '' `` A quarter past eleven , my dear , '' Mr. Skratdj 's voice would be heard to say from several chairs down , in the corrective tones of a husband and father ; `` and really , my dear , so far from being a promising morning , I must say it looked about as threatening as it well could . Your memory is not always accurate in small matters , my love . '' But Mrs. Skratdj had not been a wife and a mother for fifteen years , to be snuffed out at one snap of the marital snuffers . As Mr. Skratdj leaned forward in his chair , she leaned forward in hers , and defended herself across the intervening couples .