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The Dead

           Hewastheirfavouritenephewthesonoftheirdeadeldersister,Ellen,whohadmarriedT.J.ConroyofthePortandDocks.

           “Grettatellsmeyou’renotgoingtotakeacabbacktoMonkstowntonight,Gabriel,”saidAuntKate.

           “No,”saidGabriel,turningtohiswife,“wehadquiteenoughofthatlastyear,hadn’twe?Don’tyouremember,AuntKate,whatacoldGrettagotoutofit?Cabwindowsrattlingalltheway,andtheeastwindblowinginafterwepassedMerrion.Veryjollyitwas.Grettacaughtadreadfulcold.”

           AuntKatefrownedseverelyandnoddedherheadateveryword.

           “Quiteright,Gabriel,quiteright,”shesaid.“Youcan’tbetoocareful.”

           “ButasforGrettathere,”saidGabriel,“she’dwalkhomeinthesnowifshewerelet.”

           Mrs.Conroylaughed.

           “Don’tmindhim,AuntKate,”shesaid.“He’sreallyanawfulbother,whatwithgreenshadesforTom’seyesatnightandmakinghimdothedumb-bells,andforcingEvatoeatthestirabout.Thepoorchild!Andshesimplyhatesthesightofit!...O,butyou’llneverguesswhathemakesmewearnow!”

           Shebrokeoutintoapealoflaughterandglancedatherhusband,whoseadmiringandhappyeyeshadbeenwanderingfromherdresstoherfaceandhair.Thetwoauntslaughedheartily,too,forGabriel’ssolicitudewasastandingjokewiththem.

           “Goloshes!”saidMrs.Conroy.“That’sthelatest.

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