What was going to happen to himself was a small thing compared with the restoration of Iris to her own.
"Mr.Emblem," said Arnold, "I also have something of importance to say." "You, too, Mr.Arbuthnot?
Cannot yours wait also until to-morrow ?" "No; it is too important.

It cannot wait an hour." "Well, sir"-- Mr.Emblem pushed up his spectacles and leaned back in his chair--"well, Mr.Arbuthnot, let us have it." "I think you may guess what I have to say, Mr.Emblem.I am sure that Lala Roy has already guessed it." The philosopher inclined his head in assent.
"It is that I have this afternoon asked Iris to marry me, Mr.Emblem.
And she has consented." "Have you consented, Iris, my dear ?" said her grandfather.
She placed her hand in Arnold's for reply.
"Do you think you know him well enough, my dear ?" Mr.Emblem asked gravely, looking at her lover.

"Marriage is a serious thing: it is a partnership for life.

Children, think well before you venture on the happiness or ruin of your whole lives.

And you are so young.