seven
o'clock
`` We must fix over my white dress for you to wear , '' said Rilla . `` It will fit you very nicely with a little alteration . '' To work went the two girls , ripping , fitting , basting , sewing for dear life . By dint of unceasing effort they got the dress done by seven o'clock and Miranda tried it on in Rilla 's room . `` It 's very pretty -- but oh , if I could just have a veil , '' sighed Miranda . `` I 've always dreamed of being married in a lovely white veil . '' Some good fairy evidently waits on the wishes of war-brides .