yestereven

And now, Prosper, "she turned to say, as if that business were happily done," you shall finish your story of the Princess of Tunis and the Neapolitan barber, which you broke off so abruptly yestereven.

The Forest Lovers Maurice Hewlett 1892

Truly I had to look twice before I was quite sure that this was she, for here was a wonderfully stately young lady, clad in white and gold and blue, all unlike the maiden who had clung to her father as we rode yestereven.

A King's Comrade A Story of Old Hereford 1884

I heard but yestereven that you were expecting an attack, and have marched all night to be here in time.

The Lion of the North A tale of the times of Gustavus Adolphus 1867

And the death of yestereven, and the days that should never come back;

The Story of Sigurd the Volsung and the Fall of the Niblungs William Morris 1865

Therewith he handled a knife that hung about his neck, and went on to say: "But indeed, I do much marvel that no word came into the mouth of the Hall-Sun yestereven or this morning, but such as any woman of the kindred might say."

The House of the Wolfings William Morris 1865

'Strange! yestereven I thought much of the wood, and I set my mind on not going thither, and this morning I thought nothing of it, and here am I amidst its trees, and wending towards its innermost.'

The Roots of the Mountains; Wherein Is Told Somewhat of the Lives of the Men of Burgdale William Morris 1865

But yestereven, as I was a-crossing of the hall, just after the dusk fell, what should I see but Aunt _Joyce_, clad in hood, cloak, and pattens, drawing back of the bolt from the garden door: and I ran to help her.

Joyce Morrell's Harvest The Annals of Selwick Hall Emily Sarah Holt 1864

I had no time to write yestereven, for we were late abed, it being nigh nine o 'the clock ere we came up; and all the day too busy.

Joyce Morrell's Harvest The Annals of Selwick Hall Emily Sarah Holt 1864

"Mrs Jenny, I have not had so much as a word with you since yestereven!" said that gentleman reproachfully.

The Gold that Glitters The Mistakes of Jenny Lavender Emily Sarah Holt 1864

Lord C. to the Marshalsea; and my Lord D. to the Fleet; and my Lord E., that yesterday carried the sword afore the Queen, to-day hath his head struck off; and my Lord F., that was condemned to die yestereven, shall bear the Queen's sword this morrow.

Robin Tremayne A Story of the Marian Persecution Emily Sarah Holt 1864