[{"node":{"title":"Hanna196","Collections":"Part Two","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna196","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Heaven, Hamilton","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna196","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/Hanna196_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff190\n\nChapter Twenty\n\nIn teaching little Andrew to say his prayers,\nSarah revealed one of those inconsistencies in her\nbehaviour, which, when considered sympathetically,\nshowed plainly that her estrangement from her church\nwas not one of conviction, but of fear and shame.\nFear of her neighbours partly, but also, let it be\nsaid, shame and remorse when she thought of the life\nthat she was unrolling, day by day, before the sight\nof God and her mother in Heaven. So she knelt beside\nthe child and prompted him when he faltered and in\nthis way garnered some grains of solace for herself.\n\nBut tonight as she knelt at the bed, helping\nthe boy as he laboured through the Lord's Prayer, her\nattention was divided. She was thinking of Frank, for\nshe was now fully convinced that whether he had gone to\nthe dance in Lusky Woods or not, he had gone out to\nmeet a girl. And all the tragic possibilities for\nherself and her child that might arise out of that\nwere quite clear in her mind. She knew that it would\nbe impossible to live with another woman - a married\nwoman - in Rathard. And there gathered slowly in her\nmind the intention to ask Hamilton that evening to\nmarry her. She had no doubt about how that request\nwould be received by the man who now sat at the\nkitchen fire, listening unconsciously for her returning\nstep.\n\nAndrew finished his prayers and sprang into bed.\nAs Sarah bent to touch his head she heard the slow heavy\ntread of men in the close. Running to the window she\nsaw four men carrying a door between them and on it lay\nthe figure of a man with a horse-rug thrown over him.\n","Type":"Text"}}]