At all events she flung the curtain aside; the snow drifted through the open window onto the floor; outside the open window it was falling like a cascade, and the air was icy.
"Mr.Wogan," she said, stubbornly working herself into a heat to make more sure of her resolution, "my daughter cannot go to-night.

To-morrow, if the sky clears, yes, but to-night, no.

You do not know, sir, being a man.

But my daughter has fasted through this Lent, and that leaves a woman weak.

I do forbid her going, as her father would.