[{"node":{"title":"Hanna027","Collections":"Part One","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna027","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Guttered, Bruised","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna027","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/Hanna027_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"22\n\nher body on the hands of the brothers. She stretched out and caught Andrew\u2019s\n\nhand and forearm. The boat guttered and her head was plunged underwater, she\n\nfelt Andrew\u2019s hand to which she clung deliberately shake itself free and draw\n\naway. Choked, and with streaming eyes, she saw him slip away, his head\n\nvisible for a moment in the spume and mist. The boat sprang up at the bows,\n\nand under her belly she felt the two brothers grasp convulsively to retain\n\ntheir hold. She moved her head from side to side of the keel: \"He\u2019s gone!\n\nYour father's gone!' she screamed, and looked into the eyes of drowning men.\n\nThe boat was drawn into the broken race below the mainland, and circled\n\ndown and across it* like a bruised fly in a gutter. Sarah, her face beaten\n\nand bruised by the plunging keel, lay like wax across the hands of the brothers.\n\nWith a plunge and stumble Hamilton touched ground. He dragged his brother\n\nashore and lifted the girl from the boat and laid her on the shingle beside\n\nFrank. Above him, on the hill, he heard the shrill cry of a boy and saw him\n\nrunning, zig-zag, down the shadowy slope, with a ;roan he fell on his knees\n\nbetween his brother and the girl.\n","Type":"Text"}}]