7:10
`` For Miss Wales , '' she said . `` Oh , it 's from Nan , '' cried Betty , snatching at the bit of yellow paper . `` And she 's coming to-night , '' she shrieked so loudly that the whole third floor heard her and flocked out into the corridor to see what in the world was the matter . The message was provokingly short : -- `` Meet the 7:10 to-night . `` WILL . '' `` Oh , I wonder if he 's going to stop too , '' said Betty , dropping the telegram into the wash-bowl and diving under the bed for her gold chain , which she had tossed there in her excitement . `` How long do you suppose they 'll stay ? ''