And now I think on it, Friday is not a day upon which pious people love to commence an enterprise.

I will choose the young pig to-morrow at noon, at which time they are wont to gambol; and we will celebrate his birthday by carving him on Friday.

After that we will gird our loins, and set forth early on Saturday.' Now this was little better to me than if we had set forth at once.
Sunday being the very first day upon which it would be honourable for me to enter Glen Doone.

But though I tried every possible means with Master Jeremy Stickles, offering him the choice for dinner of every beast that was on the farm, he durst not put off our departure later than the Saturday.

And nothing else but love of us and of our hospitality would have so persuaded him to remain with us till then.