4:10
It was impossible to look at the three faces without an answering smile . Rosemary glowed , pink-cheeked , star-eyed , in a frock of dull blue linen made with wide white piqué collar and cuffs . Her hair waved and rippled and curled , despite its loose braiding , almost to her waist . Rosemary was simply going to the station to meet the 4:10 train , but nothing was ever casual to her ; she met each hour expectantly on tip-toe and , as her mother had once observed , laughed and wept her way around the clock . Sarah smiled broadly -- going to the station to meet Aunt Trudy had , for some inexplicable reason , resolved itself into a joke for her . Sarah was not excited and she represented solid common-sense from her straight Dutch-cut hair to her square-toed sandals , for no amount of argument from Rosemary could induce her to put on her best patent leather slippers . And Shirley -- well Winnie picked up Shirley and hugged her fervently , which was the emotion Shirley generally inspired in all beholders .