'And now, away with melancholy! Father has sent a telegram.

Look!' She held it out, and the children, holding it by its yielding corners, read-- 'Box for kiddies at Garrick.

Stalls for us, Haymarket.

Meet Charing Cross, 6.30.' 'That means,' said mother, 'that you're going to see "The Water Babies" all by your happy selves, and father and I will take you and fetch you.
Give me the Lamb, dear, and you and Jane put clean lace in your red evening frocks, and I shouldn't wonder if you found they wanted ironing.
This paraffin smell is ghastly.

Run and get out your frocks.' The frocks did want ironing--wanted it rather badly, as it happened; for, being of tomato-Coloured Liberty silk, they had been found very useful for tableaux vivants when a red dress was required for Cardinal Richelieu.