[{"node":{"title":"Hanna079","Collections":"Part One","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna079","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Carspindle, Drink","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna079","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/Hanna079_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"74\n\non its back In the rain.\u2019 Ye see, ma'am?\" cried Carspindle, \"God was lettin\u2019\non he didn't know what the steeples wore;\" The girl nodded violently, and\nnow Hamilton ma laughing outright. \"Oh, he was the harey boy .for the\nstories, was my ould da,\" said Carspindle, relapsing back on the floor of\nthe cart.\n\nThey were passing through the single street of Ardpatrick. It was an\noasis of light in the dark countryside, through the flitting windows Sarah\ncould see the lamplight fall on old pictures, halters, clocks and the heads\nof men and women gathered round the supper tables. The last light in the\nstreet had a ruddy glow as if from the open door of a furnace. Carspindle\nplucked Hamilton's sleeve. \"I\u2019ll light down here for a while, Hami,\" he\nsaid. Sarah looked through the window from where the glow came and saw\na row of warm brown barrel-ends, grained and varnished, with a brass spigot\nin each. The head and shoulders of a ruddyfaced man could be seen; by his\nmovements he appeared to be mopping the bar-counter, and all the time he\nkept talkin' and nodding to same invisible audience.Carspindle passed\nwith one leg over the wing of the cart. \u201cWill ye oome in?\" he asked.\n\nHe lowered himself onto the ground and pulled his hamper after him. \u201cWill\nye\u2019 is a bad fellow, come on in and keep me company.\" There was no reply\nfrom the people in the cart. \"Came on in,\" the man continued wheedingly,\n\"I'll no detain ye a minute.\"\n\n\u201cWell, that\u2019s fair enough, said Hamilton suddenly, looking at Sarah.\nThe girl sat silent, not knowing what to do. She Had never been in a\npublic-house before. Since she was a child she had had the evils of drink\ndinned into her, she had seen the example of her father. Yet the-excitement\nof the city was on her, and Hamilton, whom she had expected to drive on\nwas waiting for her word. Carspindle, on the road, leered up at her.\n","Type":"Text"}}]