[{"node":{"title":"Lingard038","Collections":"Chapter 5","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard038","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Infiltrators, Protestant","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard038","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/Lingard038_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff36\n\nbe nothing to it. We've only got Linda's word for it and I wouldn't\ntake all she said asher word for gospel\"\n\nLinda's mother closed the front door behind her after hearing\nthe first part of the Jacksons' conversation. So ould woman Jackson\nwas sick of her coming over,was she? Mrs Mullet tossed her head.\nShe'd not let that pass. She would see to it that the street knew\nwhat was going on and v/ould have no qualms about it. There was\nnothing wrong in telling the truth, and they had to protect themselves\nfrom Catholic infiltrators. That's why their men went to their\nlodges and walked in parades: they were defending their faith.\nxxxxxxxxxShe crossed the street. There was no one in sight\nexcept for four small boys playing at soldiers. They were wearing\nkhaki anoraks and soldiers berets that they had filched somewhere.\nShe went in to her own house to tell the story to Mr Mullet. He\nwas reading the greyhound racing results in the evening paper and\nseemed more interested in them than in the treachery of Mrs Jackson.\n\n\"She's a decent enough woman,\" was all he said.\n\n\"Honest\"My Gawd,you men! What would you say if our Linda was walking\nout with a Mick?\"\n\n\"But she's not, is she?X\" he said mildly, not even lifting his\nhead. \"Tommy's a good Protestant even if he doesn't belong to the\nlodge.\"\n\nMrs Mullet returned to the doorway where she stood watching the\nlight failing over the street. The only person she was saw was old Granny\nMcEvoy, wrapped in her grey shawl, out looking for her cat. But\n","Type":"Text"}}]