[{"node":{"title":"Hanna197","Collections":"Part Two","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna197","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Frank, Cry","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna197","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/Hanna197_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff191\n\n-Chapter. fwentyone\n\nFor the next few days there was a numbness among\nthe people in Rathard. Frank did not tell the full\nstory of how he had received his injuries, and Hamilton\nand Sarah did not press him to tell. Meantime, little\nAndrew with wide wondering eyes, crept silently among\nhis maimed and downcast elders. The swift series of\nblows dealt at the inhabitants of his little world\nplanted in the child a fear of everyone beyond the\nshadow of the farmhouse. If, from his eyrie on the\nrath wall, he saw a cart crawling on the road below,\nthe driver, perhaps some jolly country youth, was to\nhim a malignant creature eager to shoot, kick or beat\nany member of the Rathard household unlucky enough to\ncross his path. Even the company of old Petie could\nnot entice him to Knocknadreemally again. His whole\nday was spent like a tethered goat, circling close to\nthe dwelling-house of the farm.\n\nThen came the sleepy afternoon when he was playing\nin the rath. Suddenly he heard a high wavering cry of\npain from his mother's window that overlooked him. As\nhe paused, crouched on his hunkers, he heard Hamilton\ncalling on him again and again, as he raced round the\ncorner into the close Hamilton caught him roughly by the\nshoulder. \"Damn ye, where were yei Stay in the kitchen\n'til I come back, and listen if you're called by your\nmother!\" Hamilton ran to the trap-shed and through the\nwindow the child saw him swing out the springcart and\nyoke in the horse.\n","Type":"Text"}}]