[{"node":{"title":"Lingard163","Collections":"Chapter 17","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard163","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Belfast, Taxi","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard163","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Lingard163_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff155\n\nthem but saidstressed that Mr Blake should rest for x a few days. \"After\nall, you\u2019re not twenty any longer,\" he said. \"You're a bit shaken up.\nBut sound as a bell otherwise.\"\n\nThey returned to Belfast by taxi and Sadie insisted that Mr Blake\ngo straight to bed. He went meekly, falling asleep almost at once.\n\nThe police came next morning. There were two of them, in plain clothes. Sadie and Kevin\nlooked at one another after the men had shown their cards. Mr Blake got up and sat in his arm-\nchair in the sitting room to receive them.\n\n\"I suppose it\u2019s about the accident,\" said Mr Blake.\n\n\"It was no accident,\" said one, who did most of the talking. The\nother took notes and watched the faces of Mr Blake, Kevin and Sadie.\n\n\"No accident?\" said Kevin.\n\n\"No. When the car was examined it was discovered that the screws\nof all the wheels had been loosened. It was only a matter of time\nbefore one or more of the wheels came off.\"\n\nSadie sat withheld her hands clenched tightly together in her lap.\nShe was thinking of Steve. Could he do a thing like that? Could\nhe really have wanted to kill her, or did he think that only Mr Blake\nwas would be  in the car ? Was Steve capable of being a murderer? She did not know. She\nhad known him a long time, they had played together, but she did not\nknow what he was capable of.\n\nBeside her on the settee/sat Kevin, brow knotted togetherhis forehead creased.\nHe was thinking of Brian Rafferty. Could Brian have come in the\nnight with a screwdiriver and sysystematically loosened every\n","Type":"Text"}}]