[{"node":{"title":"Hanna240","Collections":"Part Three","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna240","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Petie, Ravara","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna240","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/Hanna240_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff233\n\n\"Oh, no, oh, no I I know he'll be beat snd kilt\namong them. Oh, God, oh, God!\" he leant his head on\nthe seat in front of him and wept.\n\nThe bus bounced and jolted on, a speck of light\ncrawling over the face of the dark countryside. The\nconductor shook Petie by the shoulder. \"Knocknadree-\nmally Hill, next stop, Petie\" he shouted above the\nroar of the bus. The old tnan sat up, his face sober\nand \"quiet. \"I'm going on to Bavara crossroads, Sam,\"\nhe replied. \"But we're coming to your place now!\"\nshouted the conductor. \"Bavara crossroads,\" repeated\nPetie. \"You'll get no bus back the-night,\" the man\nwarned him. The old man was silent. \"Are ye staying\nwi' somebody there?\" \"Aye\" said Petie \"I'm staying\nwi' somebody there.\"\n\nAs the bus passed his cottage he didn't look out\nof the window, but stared straight ahead at the empty\nseats in front. Once or twice the conductor who sat\nin front glanced back uneasily at him. Then at last\nhe got up and sliding back the window behind the\ndriver's head talked long and earnestly to his mate.\nWhen he had finished he stood aside so that the other\nman could look back into the bus. The driver screwed\nround in his seat and stared at Petie as long as he\ndared. Then he turned back to his wheel, spat into\nthe darkness, and shouted something over his shoulder\nwith a note of finality. The conductor shut the\nwindow and sat down with his back to Petie.\n\nAt Bavara the bus came to a throbbing halt. The\nconductor stood over Petie, bracing himself by the\nhandles of the seats. \u2019You're at the crossroads,\nPetie,\" he said.\n\nThe old man looked up and smiled. \"Thank ye\nkindly, Sam. I know me way now.\" He crawled out of\nhis seat and walked slowly down the bus. The driver\n","Type":"Text"}}]