[{"node":{"title":"Hanna120","Collections":"Part Two","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna120","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Censure, Stranger","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna120","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/Hanna120_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff114\n\n\"But good, heavens, man, that\u2019s impossible; How long can this\nunatural arrangement last?\"\n\nThe other man shrugged his shoulders. \"D\u2019you know, Mr Sorleyson?\nNo? Well, no more do I.\"    >\n\n\"But I know that you can either make or break it. Cant you put it\nto her that she either marries you, or leaves the child and goes?\"\n\n\"No! There\u2019s to be no more talk of her going, what sort of a\ncreature would I be to turn the girl out now?\"\n\n\"And what will the countryside think?\"\n\n\"I\u2019m not feard of what the countryside thinks. Thank God, there\u2019s\nlittle chance o\u2019 us falling into their hands,\" added Echlin, turning to\nlook across the fields that lay on each side of the loanen.\n\nSorleyson followed his gaze. \"There\u2019s no happiness that way,\nHamilton.\"\n\n\"May be, maybe not. But I\u2019ll no force her to marry me, all the\nsame.\"\n\nMr sorleyson paid no more visits that day. He walked home very\nslowly thinking of the people of Rathard. He was ashamed to find that\nhe no longer felt any indignation against them. This is impossible!\nhe exclaimed angrily. These people have deliberately sinned! But he\ncould not recapture his mood of righteous disapproval. He recalled\nHamilton with his dour loyalty, not to be budged by fear of censure.\nAnd Sarah with the child in her arms. She had seemed so natural, so\nessentialy right. How futile it was to appeal to a woman like that\nfor convention\u2019s sake! He had felt a strange langour as he spoke to\nher. And now, in a moment, he realised that he did not want to blame\nthem. He envied them. These people had grasped what he had always\n","Type":"Text"}}]