[{"node":{"title":"Hanna064","Collections":"Part One","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna064","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Superstitious, Impulsive","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna064","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/Hanna064_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"59\n\nThe golden liquor glowed like an idol. He was uneasy and perplexed.\n\nIt was the first time that strong drink had ever been in Rathard.\n\nThe whiskey bottle sat on the dresser for some days and Sarah\n\nlifted it to dust under it each day. Then by that inexplicable\n\nprocess that activates household articles it was moved to the window\n\nledge behind the bowl of shamrock. After a time it was carried down\n\nto the parlour and at last it came to rest, still untouched, in the\n\ndarkest corner of the camphor-scented press in the sideboard.\n\nThe relationship between Sarah and the youngeer brother changed,\n\nimperceptibly but vitally during those few days. They still came\n\ntogether in furtive moments when Hamilton was about his work or when\n\nhe had gone out in the evenings. But Frank sensed the growing\n\nantagonism in the girl. There was nothing said between them, but\n\nSarah felt a great need to retract and be free again. The wave of\n\nfrustration and rebellion that had torn her from her early cautious\n\nway of going had carried her out too far. How she wanted to find\n\nher feet again and weigh her chances for her own future advantage.\n\nAnd she felt, always resent, an overhanging guilt at the separation\n\nfrom her mother. She had a deep superstitious fear that she was\n\ncasting off too many ties and that she would be punished. She\n\nthought calmly on the matter. In the first days of nor liason with\n\nFrank they had been recklessly impulsive; how reckless, she shivered\n\nin recalling. As she lay in bed at night, sleepless, she could scarcely\n\nbelieve that her mother or Hamilton could have failed to see what\n\nwas going on. Frank with his crude passionate gestures outraged\n\nher, until he touched her again; And she, self-centred and independent,\n","Type":"Text"}}]