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But Mrs. Rowles , being unused to London , was more fussy and hurried than any Londoner could ever find time to be . IT was late in the day when the aunt and niece seated themselves in the train for Littlebourne . Mrs. Rowles counted up her money , and then counted up the time . `` It will be eight o'clock before we get home , '' she remarked ; `` it will be getting dark and near your bed-time . '' `` I do n't care , '' said Juliet ; `` I do n't want to go to bed . '' `` Oh , no ; but I shall be tired and sleepy . Juliet , have you ever been in the country ? ''