<> Chapter 6 Lingard Estate 1972 Linen Hall Library Thursday, March 10, 2016 TIFF Lingard054 Manuscript Dynamite, Rifle English https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard054 Linen Hall Library Linen Hall Library Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Lingard054_1.jpg LHL Archive 51 They went up to Brian’s room and he closed the door. He was grinning as he looked at Kevin. "You'll never guess what I've got under the bed?" "A stick of dynamite," said Kevin sarcastically. "You're getting near." "What?" Kevin frowned. "Brian, what have you got?" Brian knelt down and pulled a box from under the bed. Kevin crouched beside him. He watched as Brian lifted the lid and removed old newspapers that were lying on top. Underneath was a rifle and several rounds of ammunition. "Whew!" said Kevin softly. "Well, what do you say to that then?" Brian saidt back on his heels with pride. "Surprised you, didn't I?" "You're a foolnit, Brian" "What?" "Very funny" Brina, in a suddenblaze of temper very like his father's, seized Kevin by the shirt. Kevin pushed him backwards and he went reeling against a chest of drawers. Brian was heavier but Kevin's arms were stronger. Brian got to his feet ready to lunge again at Kevin. "Quits it, Brian," said Kevin, "It'll do no good the two of us fighting." Brian's shoulders slumped. The fire was gone out of him. He sat down on the bed. "How the blazeshell do you think you can hide a rifle when the army could be round here at any time searching?" demanded Kevin Text