But unless I'm careful I shall be hatched again instantly, and that is a misfortune which I really do not think I COULD endure.

But do not let me intrude these desperate personal reflections on your youthful happiness.

What is the show at the theatre to-night?
Wrestlers?
Gladiators?
A combat of cameleopards and unicorns ?' 'I don't think so,' said Cyril; 'it's called "The Water Babies", and if it's like the book there isn't any gladiating in it.

There are chimney-sweeps and professors, and a lobster and an otter and a salmon, and children living in the water.' 'It sounds chilly.' The Phoenix shivered, and went to sit on the tongs.
'I don't suppose there will be REAL water,' said Jane.

'And theatres are very warm and pretty, with a lot of gold and lamps.