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I will not tell you the name of the club: it has probably been changed by now. Let it be noted here that in order to eat or drink in London after twelve-thirty at night you must be a member of something; and to become a member of a London supper club is not so easy a matter as one might imagine.
At night the sky above them was lit up by the red glow of fires in Lens, and at twelve-thirty that night, under that ruddy sky, dark figures moved on the east of the hill and a storm of machine-gun bullets swept down on the Highlanders and Lowlanders, who crouched low in the mangled earth.
Twelve-thirty, did you say?" "It would give me great pleasure if your daughter would also grace the festal board." "Ahem! My daughter and I are er what you might say 'on the outs' at present. I dare say I was a trifle crusty with her this morning. She was a bit inconsiderate, too, I may add. As a matter of fact she told me to go and soak my head." Mr. Rushcroft actually blushed as he said it.
Multenius's name and address written by himself. Now, then, Miss Wildrose he took that packet away from the bank at about twelve-thirty on Monday noon. Have you seen anything of it?" "Nothing!" answered Zillah with certainty. "There's no such packet here, Mr. Penniket. I've been through everything safes, drawers, chests, since my grandfather died, and I've not found anything that I didn't know of.
I could only find the one weakness which seemed to be involved in Martin's sitting up until twelve-thirty; and since his having been instructed to do so was certainly a part of the plan, meant to clinch the alibi for Marlowe, I knew there must be an explanation somewhere. If I could not find that explanation my theory was valueless.
At twelve-thirty next morning a huge crowd lined up under the lindens to watch the School House parade. Rumour had flown round. It was a noble spectacle. Each section wore a different coloured shoe-lace. Gordon's wore pale blue, Rudd's pink, Foster's green, and Collin's orange. Everyone was shaking with laughter.
Alas for the power of elderly ladies to keep off neuritis by defiance! When they came back at twelve-thirty Mrs. Hewitt was nowhere to be seen. "Mrs. Hewitt says she has a slight headache, and will you please not wait luncheon for her: she's having it upstairs," was the message they received. "Very well," said John gravely, and he and Joy proceeded to have luncheon alone together.
"Only ten o'clock," he continued. "I wonder if you'd be gracious enough to motor me in to El Toro. Your father plans to use the car after luncheon, but we will be back by twelve-thirty." "Certainly. Delighted!" the girl replied, in rather a small, frightened voice. "Thank you." He considered a moment.
At twelve-thirty o'clock the Saturday before, as soon as the business of the day was closed, Mr. John Bailey, the cashier of the defunct bank, had taken his hat and departed. During the afternoon he had called up Mr. Aronson, a member of the board, and said he was ill, and might not be at the bank for a day or two. As Bailey was highly thought of, Mr. Aronson merely expressed a regret.
Just a box full of games and story-books and a box of candy for each one, with a ribbon round it and little silver tongs inside." "Good! That's the thing," agreed Mr. Patterson, consulting his watch and jumping up from the table. "Here! can't you all join me in the Boston House to-day at twelve-thirty to select a gift for 'Lop? I want the noisiest mechanical toy there is." "Poor Mrs.
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