twenty minutes past seven
He did not seem to like what he saw of Mr. Brumley through his little square window and Mr. Brumley found something slighting and unpleasant in his manner . It was one of those little temperamental jars which happen to men of delicate sensibilities and Mr. Brumley tried to be reassuringly overbearing in his manner and then lost his temper and was threatening and so wasted precious moments what time Lady Harman waited on the platform , with a certain shadow of doubt falling upon her confidence in him , and watched the five-twenty-five gather itself together and start Londonward . Mr. Brumley came out of the ticket office resolved to travel without tickets and carry things through with a high hand just as it became impossible to do so by that train , and then I regret to say he returned for some further haughty passages with the ticket clerk upon the duty of public servants to point out such oversights as his , that led to repartee and did nothing to help Lady Harman on her homeward way . Then he discovered a current time-table and learnt that now even were all the ticket difficulties over-ridden he could not get Lady Harman to Putney before twenty minutes past seven , so completely is the South Western Railway not organized for conveying people from Hampton Court to Putney . He explained this as well as he could to Lady Harman , and then led her out of the station in another last desperate search for a taxi . `` We can always come back for that next train , '' he said . `` It does n't go for half an hour . ''