12 o'clock
Handing her five francs to the ticket seller she asked for a ticket to Picquigny . This time she had the satisfaction of seeing that her five francs was accepted . She received her ticket and seventy-five cents in change . It was 12 o'clock when the train pulled in at the station at Picquigny . It was a beautiful , sunny morning , the air was soft and warm , far different from the scorching heat which had prostrated her in the woods , and she ... how unlike she was from that miserable little girl who had fallen by the wayside . And she was clean , too . During the days she had spent with La Rouquerie she had been able to mend her waist and her skirt , and had washed her linen and shined her shoes .