Listen! This night I read in the stars that you were to become Mrs.
Member-of-Parliament. A big star fell from heaven, and on it was
written in legible letters: "Beyond peradventure she shall have him!"
The fulfilment has attached to it but one condition.
IDA.
What condition? Tell me!
ADELAIDE.
I recently told you of a certain lady and an unknown gentleman. You remember?
IDA.
I have thought of it incessantly.
ADELAIDE.
Good! On the same day on which this lady finds her knight again shall you also be reconciled with your professor—not sooner, not later. Thus it is written.