[{"node":{"title":"Hanna086","Collections":"Part One","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna086","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Body, Lamp","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna086","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/Hanna086_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"81\n\nOn his loin and thigh he oould feel the woman nestling into his\nwarmth. He gave his warmth prodigally and his whole body was aware of\nher. She was insistently bearing into the glow of his body, and at the\nrealisation of this a warn flood ran down him to the pit of his stomach.\n\nHe released a hand from the reins and put his arm deliberately around\nher. His heart gave a great beat as he felt her respond and come closer\ninto him. He pressed his arm up under her armpit and his hand closed on\na curve of her body. At the touch of his hand cradling her breast the\nhard pain broke in the girl and ran through her in tingling fiery jets.\n\nShe raised her head and drew in a deep shuddering breath, below her side\nshe could feel the man\u2019s thigh quivering uncontrollably. They hesitated,\nsilent, scarcely breathing. She gave willingly to the pressure of his\nhand, sliding her hand under his coat until it lay over his heart. The\nheaded rime on her smooth hair pricked his lips, and he gently edged her\nface upward. His mouth closed down on the warm hollow of her eye and the\nreins dropped from his hands. She lay back on his arm, her eyes dosed\nand her lips a little parted. The horse stumbled and stood trembling on\nthe road, the man was stooped over the woman, his mouth pressing down on\nhers. At the horse\u2019s stumble they slipped downward amongst the bags,\nsilently, without laughter. The patient beast lowered his head to nuzzle\nthe stiff tracery of the hedge .....\n\nPresently Sarah stirred and sat up, \"Listen\u201d. In the distance they\nheard the ringing beat of steps. When they had gained the seat, needles of\nlight were rising over a hill in front of then. A man carrying a lamp\ncame nearer. He raised it and hailed them. \"It\u2019s a hardy one, that,\"\n","Type":"Text"}}]