<> Lingard194 Chapter 20 Lingard Estate 1972 Linen Hall Library Thursday, March 10, 2016 TIFF Lingard194 Manuscript Job, Banter English https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard194 Linen Hall Library Linen Hall Library Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Lingard194_1.jpg LHL Archive 185 CHAPTER TWENTY Brede finished cutting the sandwiches and putlaid them inis a platsic lunch box. Her mother was pouring tea from a the kettle into a thermos flask. Her face was hot and flushed. Her eyes were on the golden brown stream of liquid, watching carefully that not a drop would spill, but her mind was on something else. Her eldest son was going away. She covered the stopper with greaseproof paper, pushed it in to the neck of the flask. She looked round at her husband. He sat at the table in his shirt-sleeves, reading the evening papxer, scratching his head. He had tried to talk Kevin out of going away, but not very convincingly. He knew that Kevin could not wander the streets indefiniately without a job. besides, the streets were no place to wander these days. And it was not the first time a family had seen one of its children cross the water to Egnland to get work. Kevin came in to the kitchen inwearing his suit. She had bought it for him two years back for church-going. He had broadened since then and now it pulled across his shoulders. His mother pulledtooka hand- kerchief from her overall pocket and blew her nose. He put his hands on her shoulders, and said "Hey, come on now," he said " it's not that bad. I'll be back to see you in no time at all. Anyway, I thought you'd be glad to be rid of me for a while." "One less shirt to wash and iron," said Brede, trying to fall in with his xbanter. "One less mouth to feed," said Kevin. Text