[{"node":{"title":"Lingard018","Collections":"Chapter 3","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard018","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"McCoy, Army","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard018","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/Lingard018_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff16\n\nCHAPTER THREE    \n\nMrs McCoy lifted the last soapy dish from the sink and laid on the\ndraining board for Brede to dry. Mr McCoy sat in the corner muttering\nover the evening paper.\n\n\"Let them come and search this house!\" he said. Mrs McCoy said\nnothing. She wiped her hands xx on the towel and began to put the\ndishes away. \"Why is it always Catholic k houses they pick on, tellxK\nme that?\" He looked at Brede demandingly.\n\nBrede sighed.\n\n\"The Briatish army has got to be run out of this province,\" he\ndeclared.\n\n\"There might be more trouble if they were,\" said Brede.\n\n\"You know nothing about it. You women are all the same. Peace\nat any price!\"\n\nMrs McCoy aned Brede stacked the last of the dishes. The pile of\nplates was high as there were eight children in the family and next\nmonth there would s be a ninth.\n\n\"Why don't you go and lie down, mumMa\" said Brede. \"You're looking\ntired.\"\n\n\"I'm all right. I'm just wondering where Kevin is. His tea's\ndrying up in the oven.\"\n\n\"He'll come back sometime, don't worry.\"\n\nMrs McCoy worried when he came in late, at fearing the worst.\nShe worried when the younger children came in late too, for they\nromaed the streets> district late at night in company with others taunting\n","Type":"Text"}}]