six o'clock
Where 's your hat ? '' `` I do n't always wear a hat in summer , '' and Dolly tossed back her golden curls and looked at the man steadily . Her sleep had refreshed her somewhat , and she had recovered her poise . Her determination was still unshaken and she had every intention of going on that six o'clock train . But the station master was a knowing sort of man and he had before this seen campers afflicted with a desperate desire to go back to civilisation . `` Did n't you come up here last night with the Roses ? '' he inquired affably .