midnight
`` She 's all right ! '' `` What 's best ole town in the U. S. A. ? '' `` Zeeeeeen-ith ! '' The patient poor people waiting for the midnight train stared in unenvious wonder -- Italian women with shawls , old weary men with broken shoes , roving road-wise boys in suits which had been flashy when they were new but which were faded now and wrinkled . Babbitt perceived that as an official delegate he must be more dignified . With Wing and Rogers he tramped up and down the cement platform beside the waiting Pullmans . Motor-driven baggage-trucks and red-capped porters carrying bags sped down the platform with an agreeable effect of activity .