[{"node":{"title":"Hanna021","Collections":"Part One","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna021","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Fog, Donkey","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna021","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/Hanna021_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"16\n\nand Frank,Hamilton and Pentland, tried to remain slightly withdrawn from both\n\nconversations. On the one side old age and low voices; on the other youth,\n\nand laughter, and the invitation in Pentland\u2019s eye. ohe smiled, then she\n\nlaughed and moved her chair a degree towards Pentland. Jie decided that she\n\nhad never seen such an elegant good-natured young man before.\n\nThe meal was almost finished when the storm broke in the lough, The farm\n\nhouse quivered under the first impact and the windows chattered in their frames.\n\nThen there was a momentary relief in gushing rain. Unable to see through the\n\nstreaming panes, Andrew went to the door. Beyond the ken of the island\n\neverything was blotted out, and the rolling knowes and farm loomed and\n\ndisappeared in the driven fog. The hiss and whine of the rain filled the air,\n\nbut when the wind lifted its bow the roaring of the lough in its thousand\n\nholes and rock3 came to the old man's ears.\n\n'Is it wild, Andra?\" asked Mrs Pentland as he came in.\n\n\"There's a bit av a blow on, but that's no newance in these parts, \u2019 he\nanswered.   ,\n\n\"Ye may bide a while then,\" said the old lady.\n\n\"we'll bide till it clears a bit, but we'll have to be on the move afore\n\ndark. Could the ram be got ready?\" Andrew adressed himself to Mrs Pentland\n\nas if reluctant to speak to her grandson.\n\n\"Fergus, will ye fetch the ram and halter him. Ye can get Geordie bee\n\nlead him down tae your uncle's boat.\"\n\n\"Peh!\" cried Andrew. \"Aren't there three of us in each other's road\n\nalready, to fetch a bit o' a ram across!\"\n\nOut when the rain and wind offered a moment of escape, it was found that\n\nthe ram, a powerful and thick-coated Border Leicester, had been so enraged\n\nby the tethering that he hung back on the rope as intractable as a donkey, and\n\nhad to be dragged u the close. Now as he slithered and danced angrily outside\n","Type":"Text"}}]