midnight
I must be free , I shall be free , to know , and dare , and do ! '' That night , having had no further speech with old Flint , Kate left Idle Hour , taking just a few necessities in a suit-case , and a few dollars for her immediate needs . Giving no explanation to maid , valet or anyone , she let herself out , walked through the great estate and down Englewood Avenue , to the station , where she caught a train for Jersey City . The midnight special for Chicago bore her swiftly westward . No sleeping car she took , but passed the night in a seat of an ordinary coach . Her ticket read `` Rochester . '' The old page of her Book of Life was closed forever .