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She was at the station at a quarter to four , and the train for Newhaven did not leave till seven -- a long dismal stretch of empty time to be lived through . But she could not improve her situation by going anywhere else . The station , with its dingy waiting-rooms and garish refreshment-room , was as good an hotel for her as any other . She was faint for want of food , having taken nothing since her apology for breakfast at seven o'clock . ` Can one get a cup of tea here ? ' she asked of the dry-as-dust matron in charge of the waiting-room ; whereupon the matron good-naturedly offered to fetch her some tea . ` If you would be so kind , ' she faltered , too exhausted to speak above a whisper ; ` I do n't like going into that crowded refreshment-room . '