quarter-to-three

Updated: May 27, 2025

He fumbled inside his overcoat and tugged out his watch. "Here's a light," said Rogers, and shone the ray of an electric torch upon the watch-face. "A quarter-to-three," grumbled Stringer. "There may be murder going on, and here we are."... A sudden clamor arose upon the shore, near by; a sound as of sledge-hammers at work. But above this pierced shrilly the call of a police whistle.

Sax Rohmer - The Yellow Claw