<> Lingard084 Chapter 9 Lingard Estate 1972 Linen Hall Library Thursday, March 10, 2016 TIFF Lingard084 Manuscript Brede, Pub English https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard084 Linen Hall Library Linen Hall Library Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Lingard084_1.jpg LHL Archive 77 His father began to question him. Where had he been last night? Had he been in any trouble? What time did he come in? All the usual questions. Kevin answered them with a few words, telling nothing. Brede eyed him uneasily as she dried the last of the dishes. They set off for church, the smaller children running aheadin front playing tag, his mother and father walking slowly behind since his mother now walked slowly with difficulty. Brede carried the babyyoungest child over her shoulder, with Kevin beside her. When mass was over, the congregation loitered a while outside the church. The talk was all of the fire in Doyle's pub. Indignation was running high. "You'd think it was something new!" said Kevin to Brede. Brede sighed, shifteding the baby higher on her shoulder. "I'm sick of death and burning" she said. They walked home ahead of the others. Half way along their street they were overtaken by Kate. She was breathless. "I've been calling x you," she said. "We didn't hear," said Brede. The baby cried and she joggled him up and down. Kate eyed Kevin. "I was wodnering what you were doing this after noon. I thought we might have all gone for a picnic or something." What do you say?" "I'm busy," said Kevin, and he carried on up the street, leaving the two girls together. "What's up with him?" Kate pouted. "Maybe- " Brede hesitated. "Maybe you shouldn't run afterchase him as much, Kate. Boys don't like to be run after." Text