eight o'clock
` Oh ! Anne , ' whispered Elizabeth , as they stood together in the porch , giving a parting look before she closed the door , ` it is `` all glorious within , '' even now ; and think what it will be to-morrow ! ' Nothing more was said till they had left the churchyard , when Anne exclaimed , looking wistfully towards the railroad , ` Then there is but one chance of Rupert 's coming to-night . ' ` When the eight o'clock train comes in , ' said Katherine ; ` it is that which is to bring the Hazlebys . ' ` I really think , ' said Helen , ` that the gas manufactory and the union poor-house grow more frightful every day . I thought they looked worse than ever when I came home , and saw the contrast with Lincolnshire . I hope the old and new towns will long be as different as they are now . '