<> Hanna218 Part Three Linen Hall Library 1951 Linen Hall Library Thursday, April 7, 2016 TIFF Hanna218 Manuscript Broken, Shed English https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna218 Linen Hall Library Linen Hall Library Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Hanna218_0.jpg LHL Archive 211 Frank laid a finger gently on his brother's cheek. Some of the tenderness of his young manhood shone in his eyes. "We? You're close knit, aren't ye, Hami? There's no splitting ye." "The three o' us, Frankie," Hamilton mumbled. "The three o' us is woven througnother." HE felt frank draw away from him and saw the sidelong furtive glance of his eyes. "That's a lie. I'm no part of ye now. I'm not woven intae this place. I'm the broken reed wi' the withered pith." Hamilton tried to draw his brother to him again, but Frank held him off, turning his face away from the man kneeling beside him. "I'll have none o’ ye. I sinned onct, and God chastised me. Now I know I maun save another from sinning." Hamilton stood up and pulled the crippled man round to face him. "Who'll ye save, frank?" he asked harshly. "I'll say no more," answered the other, pushing his hand from his shoulder. For some time Hamilton stood gazing at his brother's back. Frank had lifted the piece of harness on to the top of some bags of Indian corn at the end wall, and was fumbling at it in the gloom of the shed. Hamilton knew that his brother couldn't see what was in his hand, and for some reason the thought made him afraid. "Come out into the light, Frank," he said "Come out into the light, man." "I want no light for what I'm doing," answered the man in the gloom. Hamilton retreated to the door, and lifting a straw, drew it thoughtfully through his teeth. "Aye, by God, maybe you're speaking an honest word at that," he said at last, and left the shed, closing the half-door after him. Text