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D'Arcy
,
"
cried
Mary
Jane
,
"
it
's
downright
mean
of
you
to
break
off
like
that
when
we
were
all
in
raptures
listening
to
you
.
"
"
I
have
been
at
him
all
the
evening
,
"
said
Miss
O'Callaghan
,
"
and
Mrs.
Conroy
,
too
,
and
he
told
us
he
had
a
dreadful
cold
and
could
n't
sing
.
"
"
O
,
Mr.
D'Arcy
,
"
said
Aunt
Kate
,
"
now
that
was
a
great
fib
to
tell
.
"
"
Ca
n't
you
see
that
I
'm
as
hoarse
as
a
crow
?
"
said
Mr.
D'Arcy
roughly
.
He
went
into
the
pantry
hastily
and
put
on
his
overcoat
.
The
others
,
taken
aback
by
his
rude
speech
,
could
find
nothing
to
say
.
Aunt
Kate
wrinkled
her
brows
and
made
signs
to
the
others
to
drop
the
subject
.
Mr.
D'Arcy
stood
swathing
his
neck
carefully
and
frowning
.
"
It
's
the
weather
,
"
said
Aunt
Julia
,
after
a
pause
.
"
Yes
,
everybody
has
colds
,
"
said
Aunt
Kate
readily
,
"
everybody
.
"
"
They
say
,
"
said
Mary
Jane
,
"
we
have
n't
had
snow
like
it
for
thirty
years
;
and
I
read
this
morning
in
the
newspapers
that
the
snow
is
general
all
over
Ireland
.
"
"
I
love
the
look
of
snow
,
"
said
Aunt
Julia
sadly
.
"
So
do
I
,
"
said
Miss
O'Callaghan
.
"
I
think
Christmas
is
never
really
Christmas
unless
we
have
the
snow
on
the
ground
.
"
