[{"node":{"title":"Hanna030","Collections":"Part One","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna030","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Coffin, Pentland","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna030","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/Hanna030_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"25\n\nin a low voice to her mother, tossing the words like coins to placate the\n\nold woman. She swept on, looking neither to right nor left, down to the\n\nparlour to tell the eldest son of the minister\u2019s arrival.\n\nHamilton was screwing his reflection sidewards in the narrow plushbound\n\nmirror over the fireboard as he pulled up hi3 tie. \"Mr Sorleyson's here\" she\n\nsaid. He adjusted his tie before he turned. She noticed that he had placed\n\nthe lid loosely on the coffin. \"I\u2019ll go up now and speak to him. 1 want you\n\nand your mother to be here when the prayer\u2019s said.\" They heard the kitchen\n\ndoor open and the footsteps of someone coming down the passage, the steps\n\nfaltered as the intruder realised that he was approaching the death-room.\n\nPentland appeared in the doorway.\n\nHe came into the room and took his cousin\u2019s hand. \"I\u2019m right and sorry\n\nto hear what happened, Hami. It's a terrible thing that it should have\n\nhappened crossing from our place, too.\"\n\nHamilton nodded and returned the pressure of the other's hand. \"It was\n\na sore blow tae us all, Fergus, but its well it wasn't worse. I\u2019ll leave ye\n\nnow, for I\u2019ve to go up and speak tae the neighbours. Frank's in bed wi' a\n\nbad fever.\"\n\nWhen Hamilton had gone Pentland stood gazing down at the coffin but he\n\ndid not make a move to raise the lid. \"I\u2019ll never forgive myself for letting\n\nyou go that day\" he said at last.\n\n\"Oh, dont talk like that!\" cried Sarah. \"Sure, Andra was as set on going\n\nas anybody was. There\u2019s no blame lies wi\u2019 you, Mr Pentland.\"\n\n'Ye think not?\" He turned and looked anxiously into her face. Sarah\n\nshook her head. \"It was ill-chance, that\u2019s what it was.\"\n\n\"Did ye cry?\" asked Pentland suddenly, leaning over her. \"Did ye shout\n\nin the water?\"\n\n\"No\" answered Sarah, unwinding her clasped fingers and stepping back a\n\nlittle.\n","Type":"Text"}}]