[{"node":{"title":"Hanna118","Collections":"Part Two","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna118","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Infant, Loanen","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna118","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/Hanna118_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff112\n\navailed yourself fully of that?\"\n\n\"Here\u2019s your answer,\" said the woman aniline bitterly and holding\nout the infant. \"And what was it ye said? To marry one of the men. To\nbend and contrive things so that all would be smooth from the outside,\nlike the way a lazy workman finishes a creel.\"\n\n\"I was thinking of the child's future, answered Mr Sorleyson coldly,\nstung at her bitter tone.\n\n\"Were you?\" she asked, looking at him keenly.\n\n\"Like a picture off a grocer's calender, said a voice behind them,\nand Frank came into the kitchen. He threw his hat against the wall and\nrested one thigh on the table-corner, \"Well, Mr sorleyson, have ye\nblessed the wean?\" he continued insolently.\n\nThe minister frowned at him, as he sat there, his head thrust forward\ntruculently. \"Is your brother about?\" he asked, lifting his hat*\n\n\"You\u2019ll pass him in the loanen,\" said Frank.\n\nSorleyson nodded to them both and went out. Frank moved to the door\nand watched him until he disappeared beyond the rowan bushes. \"Is he gone?\"\nasked Sarah at last,\n\nThe young man turned and walked quickly towards the door leading to\nhis bedroom. \"Aye, he\u2019s gone!\" he shouted \"The way all decent people will\nbe from Rathard!\" Before she could speak he had left the kitchen, slamming\nthe door behind him.\n\nSorleyson found Hamilton working in the loanon. The farmer touched\nhis cap to the minister as he approached. \"Will yo not bide \u2019til suppertime,\nMr Sorleyson?\" he asked,\n\nSorleyson started at the question. For an instant he wondered if these\n","Type":"Text"}}]