[{"node":{"title":"Hanna160","Collections":"Part Two","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna160","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Auction, Approval","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna160","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/Hanna160_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff154\n\ngrowing away from this house. He was tiring of Sarah and her calm pale\nlooks and her love in which there was neither passion nor endearment.\nPerhaps these lands might be a means of escape. He hurried round to the\nfront of the house again and stood looking over the fields with even more\nattention than Hamilton had done. Potatoes and corn there, he noted, a\nbit o' flax along the side of that planting, grazing at the lough where\nthe cattle could water. He regretted there wasnt a decent farmhouse on\nthe land, and for a moment raised envious eyes to Quinn\u2019s-o\u2019-the-Hill,\na snug homestead that crowned ihe opposite hill, atwin to Rathard.\n\nHe went back into the kitchen and sat down again. Sarah glanced at\nhis face and then dropped her eyes to her embroidery. Hamilton vas grunting\na little as he tugged at his boots. \"I think we might see your man Bourke,\nand lay him a reserve offer afore the auction,\" said teo young man looking\nat his brother. There was silence as Hamilton methodically drew the laces\nout of the holes. \"I\u2019ll sleep on it \u2019til the morn,\" he answered at last.\n\nHis brother locked up sharply. \"I\u2019m for it,\" he said.\n\n\"And I\u2019m neither for it or against it, \u2019til the morn,\" replied the\nother, dropping his boots in the corner. \"Sarah, get, us a bite o\u2019 supper,\nthere\u2019s a good woman.\"\n\nBut in the morning when Hamilton had walked round the fields, he was\nfor it. At the dinner table the two men argued and calculated, going out\nhalf-a-dozen times to look at the fields, and between them, Sarah sat\neating her dinner, as demure as a mouse.\n\nAt last a bid was decided upon, safe, but not too extravagant. At the\nlast moment it was increased as a result of Sarah's casual remark that they\nshould expect to offer a bit more than the bidders whose farms lay some\ndistance from the auctioned land. This opinion met with the approval of\n","Type":"Text"}}]