nine o'clock
Do the old hills answer , darling ? Unto me they seem to say : ` Two young hearts in truth have waited ; Emily may name the day . ' '' As the words of his impromptu verse died away , the moon , looking through the rifted clouds , beamed an affirmation , and I said : `` Let June be the month , Louis ; the day shall name itself . '' Clara called : `` It is nine o'clock , my dear ones ; '' and we said `` good night . '' Louis ' birthday came on the 24th of June , and it seemed very appropriate to me that this should be the day of our wedding , and , as I said to him ; the day named itself , and it also came on Sunday . I had no thought of being married in the old church , but Louis was positive that it would be best . `` You know , '' he said , `` that all these good people around us feel an interest very natural to those who are acquainted with everybody in their own little town .