[{"node":{"title":"Hanna161","Collections":"Part Two","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna161","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Carthouse, Pounds","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna161","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/Hanna161_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff155\n\nthe brothers and the offer wan raised by twentyfivw pounds. After dinner,\nFrank drove over to Bourke\u2019s to make the offer. He came back dissatisfied\nand excited, like a gambler, to say that they were too late, by a day, to\nbuy the land by private deni, that it was now In the hands of Messrs Gomm\nand Bean, Ardpatrick, and that Nr Bourke had agreed to write to these\ngentlemen, conveying the brother' offer. There was an air of restless-\nness about Frank that evening and during tha next two or three days, and\neven Sarah found it difficult to conceal her excitement and apprehension.\nBut the moment the offer had been decided upon, Hamilton seemed to have\nforgotten the matter, and went about his work without as much as glancing\nat the fields that might soon be his.\n\nAt eleven o\u2019clock on the morning of the auction Sarah climbed onto\nthe rocf of the carthouse. A long procession of traps and carte crawled\nslowly up Knocknadreemallylly and down the other side until they were\nbalanced, as it were, over the brow of the hill. There they halted, and\nthe drivers got out and clustered round the auctioneer where he stood\nbetween the two cottages and at the head of the fields. She could almost\nimagine she saw the pale bewildered face of Bridie Dineen peering from\nthe tiny window at the back of the cottage. Was the redhaired woman\nwondering now which of these men, tall or short,shouting noisily or\nbidding in dry silent nods, would be her new landlord? Sarah, for a\nmoment, shared the other woman\u2019s anxiety. Perhaps, for all she knew,\nthe brothers had been outbid long ago. But Frank was there to raise\nthe offer another twentyfive pounds. After what seemed a long time,\nbut was really only fifteen minutes, the crowd of men dispersed slowly\nand went back to their vehicles. She descended from the roof, and\ndrawing a shawl over her head, hurried down the loanen to the road.\n","Type":"Text"}}]