But, children, if a great thing happen to you, and that before four-and-twenty hours have passed, be prepared--be prepared, I say--to receive it with moderate rejoicing." "To-morrow ?" Iris asked.

"Why to-morrow?
Why not to-night, if you have a secret to tell us ?" "Your father enjoined in his last letter to wait till you were twenty-one.

The eve of your birthday, however, is the same thing as your birthday.

We will open the papers to-night.

What I have to tell you, Iris, shall be told in the presence of your lover, whatever it is--good or bad." He led the way down-stairs into the back shop.