[{"node":{"title":"Lingard150","Collections":"Chapter 15","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard150","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Ulster, Westminster","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard150","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/Lingard150_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff142\n\n\"I'm going out.\u201d It was an announcement; no one would stop him.\n\n\"Well, don't go killing yourself trailing around the streets,\u201d\nsaid his father, breaking off in the midst of a dissertation on\nthe treatment of Ulster by the Westminster governnment. \u201dY No wonder\na pair of shoes never lasts long on your feet.\u201d\n\nKevin walked out.\n\n\"Be careful, Kevin,\u201d Brede called after him.\n\n\"Albert, they can send the whole of the Biritish army over here\nand it'll not solve a thing,\u201d said Mr McCoy.\n\n\"Aye, you're right, Pete, you're right.\u201d\n\n\"Da, I think I'm worried about Kevin,\u201d said Brede.\n\n\"Sure you're always worrying about something. Just like your\nmother.\u201d\n\n\"But I think he's away out to get the one that framed him.\u201d\n\nMr McCoy turned in his seat. \"Kate MaloneKelly?\"\n\n\"Not her.\u201d\n\n\"Who then? Does/he know who put that box in the yard?\u201d\n\nBrede shrugged. Her face flushed. She went to the sink to start\nthe washing up.\n\n\"Do you know, Brede?\u201d demanded her father.\n\n\"Me? How would I know?\u201d she asked. \"I'll just go and take a look\nfor the milkman.\u201d\n\nShe went to the front door and stoodout on to the pavement. Kevin was\ngoing slowly down the street, sauntering almost, like one who had\nnothing/in particular to do. As he drew level with the Raffertys'\n","Type":"Text"}}]