[{"node":{"title":"Hanna184","Collections":"Part Two","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna184","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Grass, Moths","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna184","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/Hanna184_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff178\n\nye canna leave me home.\" Yet in spite of this decision -\nperhaps because he felt that her mind had dwelt on the\nunspoken request, perhaps because of the faint shade of\nregret in her voice, Frank's heart leapt.\n\nSo, when they came out onto the road both turned away\nfrom Ravara towards the townland of Banyil. Here and there\nin the hedges could be seen the dim outlines of courting\ncouples, half-hidden in the lush grass. The murmurous sound\nof their words and their stifled laughter came to Frank and\nthe girl as they walked along the dusky road. The dew felt\nchill on the young man's face, white moths flitted silently\nunder the trees and against the silver-green light of the\nsky, bats fled like polished stones, unce, as they approached,\na dark gateway, he touched her arm, but he felt it withdrawn\nunder his fingers, and they passed the place in silence.\n\nAt last, at the head of a loanen where several men\nsat, she paused. A voice from the blackness of the hedge\nbade her good-night. She answered, and then hastened her\nsteps and drew the young man further up the loanen. \"Well,\ngood-night, now,\" she said.\n\n\"but wait, I dont know your name!\" cried Frank, reach-\ning out to touch her.\n\nShe withdrew a little, \"Molly McFirbis. That was my\nfather and my brothers wi' those men at the heado' the\nloanen.\"\n\n\"'Molly McFirbis'\" he repeated. \"And 1 didnt get my\nreward for the scarf.\"\n\nShe said nothing.\n\n\"Molly,\" he asked, bending towards her, \"will ye go\nto husky Woods dance wi' me?\" Again he felt the girl's\neyes trying to read his face in the dark, \"i'll be going\nanyway,\" she said at last.\n\n\"Aye, but will ye go wi' me? Molly, will ye go wi' me?\"\nShe came close to him. \"Yes. I\u2019ll meet ye here at eight in\nthe evening.\"\n","Type":"Text"}}]