[{"node":{"title":"Hanna157","Collections":"Part Two","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna157","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Cottage, Agnes","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna157","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/Hanna157_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff151\n\nhis face into a horrible grimace and Con stuck out his tongue as far\nas the roots would permit. Then, feeling the smooth and pleasant\ncoolness of the glass, Con flattened out his tongue on the pane.\nIt stuck there, like a poppy petal, between his face and the window,\nand the boy outside forgot his enmity, and laughed, and edged forward\na little the better to see. Con winked, and as he winked he was\nsuddenly plucked backward into the darkness of the kitchen and his\nplace was taken by his mother, angrily wiping the damp mark from the\npane, and avoiding the questioning eyes of the child outside.\n\nMeanwhile, in the cottage, Sarah, Agnes and Petie sat round the\nfire drinking tea. Suddenly Petie said I heard toll that the Bourkes\nare selling out all the land beyond the road to the lough.\u201d Agnes\npaused with her cup halfway to her mouth, waiting for her husband to\ncontinue, but as he did not, she asked with some asperity, \"Does that\nmean the cottages, too?\u201d\n\n\u201dAye, it\u2019ll mean the cottages, too,\u201d said Petie, in a tone of\npatient explanation. \"Considering that the cottages sit twixt the\nroad and the lough, it\u2019ll mean the cottages, too, woman dear.\"\n\n\"And did it dawn on ye that we\u2019re living in one of them?\"\ndemanded Agnes, annoyed by her husband\u2019s reiterative reply. \"Whare\ndid. ye hear this story?\"\n\n\"Stewartie Purdy heard tell of it at McIlveen\u2019s auction rooms\nyesterday, and he told me the-day.\"\n\nAgnes turned to Sarah. \"Did ye ever see the match of that man?\nThe roof might he sold over our heads and he would never think o\u2019 going\nup to see Mr Bourke and making sure that we\u2019re no moved! I declare to\n","Type":"Text"}}]