[{"node":{"title":"Hanna251","Collections":"Part Three","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna251","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Daughter, Billet","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna251","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/Hanna251_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff244\n\nnot take her to visit his mother. The men, he expected,\nhad never thought this strange. But what of Sarah?\nWas it her guilty pride that resteained her so\nscrupulously from asking Martha or him what his parents\nthought of their relationship? If so, Joe reasoned,\nthat spelt danger, for it could only spring from the\nknowledge that she and her daughter were still considered\nunworthy by the decent farming folk of the townlands,\nand that the woman who ruled Rathard had to solve a\nproblem, which, for once, could not be solved by money\nor thrust aside by her energetic will. He turned his\nface towards the farm. Martha was his ally, his\naffianced wife, the men he could twist round his\nfinger. But Sarah - Sarah was another matter.\n\nThe clamour of the dogs welcomed him as he\nentered the farm-close. First eager Martha, then\nFrank, then Sarah came to the door. Andrew came round\nthe corner from the rath. He picked up a piece of\nwood and threw it for the dogs to retrieve. It fell\nnear Joe's feet and he $xack& snatched it from\nthem as they bounded towards him. Then, before he\ncould get rid of it they were upon him, planting their\nforepaws on his chest and arms, wagging their tails\nand barking excitedly. Half-pinioned as he was, he\ntossed it to Martha, and then began a noisy, laughing,\nthree-cornered game between the young people, while\nthe dogs raced after the billet half-crazy with\nexcitement. \"That's enough, that's enough!\" shouted\nFrank, shuffling down from the doorway. \"You'll have\nthem dogs beside themselves, if ye dont quit!\" With\na smile on his face, the cripple adroitly caught the\npiece of wood in its last erratic throw, and going\nindoors tossed it on the fire. Andrew followed him,\nand Joe and Martha strolled towards each other, laughing\nand mopping their faces.\n","Type":"Text"}}]