midnight
It was with a certain lingering and wistful backward look that she left her little cottage embowered among roses , and waved farewell to Mrs. Twitt , who , standing at the garden gate with Charlie in her arms , waved hearty response , cheerfully calling out `` Good Luck ! '' after her , and adding the further assurance -- `` Ye 'll find everything as well an ' straight as ye left it when ye comes ` ome , please God ! '' Angus Reay accompanied her in the carrier 's cart to Minehead , and there she caught the express to London . On enquiry , she found there was a midnight train which would bring her back from the metropolis at about nine o'clock the next morning , and she resolved to travel home by it . `` You will be so tired ! '' said Angus , regretfully . `` And yet I would rather you did not stay away a moment longer than you can help ! ''