{"nodes":[{"node":{"title":"Lingard089","Collections":"Chapter 10","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard089","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Children, Sunday","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard089","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/Lingard089_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff82\n\nCHAPTER TEN\n\nBrede cleared up sthe mess of sand and water, put away a jigsaw, sorted\nout a jumble of toys. End of the day jobs. Not many children were\nleft in the nursery now. Mothers had been coming in and out for\nthe last half hour collecting their children. Brede kept an eye\non the clock hoping that everyone would come on time and she would\nnot be kept late. There were usually one or two mothers who rushed\nin at the last possible moment full ofindignantly spilling out tales andof delayed buses or being kept late at work.\n\n\"Anything the matterwrong Brede?\" asked the matron.\n\nBrede looked up, startled, from where she knelt on the floor\namongst the toys.\n\n\"Are you all right, Brede?\"\n\n\"Yes.\" Brede pushed a strand of hair from her eyes.\n\n\"You've looked very troubled all day. Are you sure? Anything\nwrong at home?\"\n\n\"Well...\"\n\n\"Is it your mother? She must be getting near her time. Would you\nlike to get away now. I'll finsih off for you.\"\n\nBrede thanked her, gratefully. She went up to the cloakroom and\ntook off her overall. There would still be time for her to get\nacross the town to the department store where Sadie worked.\n\nShe had to wait for a bus and when it came it seemed to travel like\na snail out for a Sunday stroll. The shop would shut at six, she\nhoped, not before. She must catch Sadie before she left.\n\nShe alighted at the City Hall and ran through the crowds to the\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:49","Nid":"934"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard090","Collections":"Chapter 10","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard090","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Brede, Prospect","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard090","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/Lingard090_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff83\n\ndepartment storeshop. At the enquiry desk she asked which department\nSadie Jackson worked in.\n\n\"Hat department.\"\n\nHats were on the second floor. Brede woulddid not wait for the lift;\nshe ran up the stairs and arrived in the quiet hush of the hat depart-\nment with a stitch in hers side. There was no sign of Sadie. An\nmiddle-aged woman in a black dress was helping a customer try on a\nlarge yellow picture hat.\n\n\"Madam, it's absolutely perfect!\" decalared the saleswoman. \"It\nshows off your face beautifully.\"\n\nMadam did not seem so sure. She twisted this vay and that; looking\nat herself in the mirror from every angle. Brede circled round the\nhat stands, unable to imagine Sadie in such a settingplace.\n\n\"It really is your colour, madam.\" The saleswoman looked over her\nshoulder at Brede. She ran her eyes over Brede's rather shabby\nsummer dress and scuffed sandals and obviously did not consider her\nto be much of a prospect for the sale of a picture hat. Brede\nblushed a little but stood her ground.\n\n\"I don\u2019t know...\" The customer fingered her chin, and then suddenly\nmade up her mind. She whipped off the hat. \"No, I think I\u2019ll leave\nit for today, thank you.\"\n\n\"That's all right, madam,\" said the saleswoman, stiff-lipped.\nShe began to gather up the dozen or so hats that the customer had\nbeen trying on for the past half-hour.\n\nBrede approached her nervously. \"Excuse me...\"\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:49","Nid":"935"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard091","Collections":"Chapter 10","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard091","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"King Billy, Gable Wall","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard091","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/Lingard091_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff84\n\n\"I'm afraid we're about to close.\"\n\n\"It's not that. I don't want to buy a hat.\"\n\n\"I didn't think you did.\" The saleswoman bundled several hats in to\na drawer.\n\n\"I'm actually looking for Sadie Jackson.\"\n\n\"You won't find her here, I fire She got the sack this morning,\"\nsaid the woman triumphantly.\n\nBrede fled from the shop. How was she to see Sadie now? There\nwas only one place where she knew she could find her.\n\nShe knew the name of Sadie's street, and that her house was the\nend one, with a mural of King Billy i on its gable wall. Kevin\nhad told her that. She had never been in the street herself before.\nThree years ago, when they had first come to know the Jacksons,\nit had been Kevin and Brian Rafferty who had made forays across into\nProtestant territory. Sadie had come b to their street, but then\nSadie was brave and it took a great deal to daunt her. She had\nadmired the coolness with which Sadie had sat in their kitchen after\nshe had been caught writing Down with the pope, Long liev King Billy, King billy was here on their kitchen table.\n\nBrede advanced in to the warren of Protestant streets with her\nheart beating. It was unlikely that anyone would recognise her\nshe knew that, but still she felt a tug of fear at her heart.+ over She\nwent down one street, turned into another, looked at the name,\ncould not find the right one. She would have to ask.\n\nShe saw a small shop On the corner, stood a small shop with an open door. She went inside, picking her way between crates of lemonade and milk and bags of porridge.\nThere was only one customer, a woman with her hair in\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:49","Nid":"936"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard092","Collections":"Chapter 10","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard092","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"No surrunder","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard092","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/Lingard092_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff+\n\nThe houses were very like her own, small, brick,\nterraced, back-to-back, but the signs on the\nwalls were different. LONG LIVE KING BILLY.\nDOWN WITHKICK THE POPE. NO SURRENDER. When\na child turned suddenly in front of her,  and\nshouted, she thought he was ging to point his\nfinger at her and call outshout, \"She's a Mick. Come\nand get her!\" But he looked to the side of here and\ncalled to another boy further back. Brede\npassed him, face hot, lips dry.\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:49","Nid":"937"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard093","Collections":"Chapter 10","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard093","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"McConkey, Mullet","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard093","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/Lingard093_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff85\n\nrollers and high-heeled shoes on her swollen feet. She was being\nserved by a woman with an enormous bosom that rested on the counter\n\nThey both eyed her, knowing at once that she was strange to the xx\narea. Brede swallowed.\n\n\"It'*'s all right, Mrs McConkey, you can serve this girl first.\nI'm in no hurry.\u201d\n\n\"As long as you're aresure Mrs Mullet.\u201d Mrs McConkey looked at\nBrede. \"What can I get you then?\u201d\n\n\"Bar of milk coh chocolate,\u201d said Brede quickly. She took the\nmoney from her purse. She had just enough to pay for it.\n\nMrs McConkey shuffled over to the shelf, took down the bar of\nchocolate and shuffled back to the counter again. It gave Mrs Mullet\nplenty of time to examine Brede.\n\nBrede passed over the monejt. As she moved towards the door she\npaused and said asked where thefor directions to Sadie's street. she was looking for was.\n\n\"I live there,\u201d said Mrs Mullet. \"Hang on a minute and I'll walk\nyou along. Just give me six eggs, Mrs McConkey, and I'll pay you\ntomorrow.\u201d\n\nMrs McConkey passed the eggs over reluctantly.\n\n\"Thanks a lot.\u201d Mrs Mullet said to Brede, \"Come on then and I'll\nshow you the way. Are you looking for anyone in particular?\u201d\n\n\"Well... actually, the Jacksons' house.\u201d\n\nMrs Mullet stopped on the pavement. \"The Jacksons?   Fancy\nthat, they're old friends of mine. Their son Tommy's walking out withcourting\nmy Linda.\"\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:49","Nid":"938"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard094","Collections":"Chapter 10","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard094","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"King William, 1690","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard094","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/Lingard094_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff86\n\n\"That\u2019s nice.\" Brede moistened her lips, wishing her that her\nthroat was not as dry and her heart not beatingthumping quite so loudly.\n\nMrs Mullet tripped across the road on her spiky heels, Brede\nfinding difficulty toin walking slowly enough to stay with her.\n\n\"Is it far?\" she asked.\n\n\"Just the next street.\"\n\nThe next street! Why couldn't the woman have said so and saved\nher all this waste of tiem. Of course she knew very well why. Mrs\nMullet was determined to find out as much as she could in the few\nyards available.\n\n\"Don't come from round here,do you?\"\n\n\"No.\"\n\n\"Known the Jacksons long?\"\n\n\"No. \"\n\n\"Is it Sadie you're looking for?\"\n\n\"Yes.\"\n\n\"Work with her, do you?\"\n\nBrede tipped her head, as if in assent. They passed a mural of\nKing William astride his white horse, with Remember 1690 written\nbelwow. This must be the house.\n\nMrs Mullet took her round the corner and rang the bell.\n\n\"Please don't bother,\" said Brede.\n\n\"No trouble.\" Mrs Mullet pushed open the doorx and called out,\n\"Anyone in? Iit You've got a visitor.\"\n\nIt was Tommy who came to the door. He looked at Brede and then at Mrs Mullet.\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:49","Nid":"939"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard095","Collections":"Chapter 10","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard095","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Brede, Neighbours","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard095","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/Lingard095_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff87\n\nI met Sadie's friend in the shop so I brought her round.\"\n\nTommy continued to stare at Brede.\n\n\"Who is it, Tommy?\" Mrs Jackson called from within.\n\n\"Friend of Sadie's,\" Tommy called back^, pulling the door to behind him. He looked at Mrs Mullet.\n\"Thanks then, Mrs Mullet.\" he said.\n\nShe was dismissed. She took her time todid not hurry across the street, and\nwhen she reached the opposite pavement her shoe came off a and she\nhad to spend considerable time putting it on.\n\n\"What is it, Brede?\" Tommy spoke quietly, a frown creasing his\nbrow.\n\n\"I haven't come to cause trouble,\" she said.\n\n\"I know that. Don't be sillydaft. It's nice to see you.\"But you're very pale\"\n\n\"I wantAnd you.\" She smiled. \"But I came to see Sadie. I must. Is she in?\"\n\nTommy nodded. \"She's upstairs getting ready to go out. You've just\ncaught her. I fancythink she's going to meet Kevin, but I don't know.\n\n\"She is. That's why I want to speak to her.\"\n\n\"Wait here. I'll get her.\"\n\nBrede stood in close to the houses, aware that the Mullets\nnetlace curtain was being held back and two pairs of eyes were watching\nher. Sadie came quickly.\n\n\"What's up Brede?\" she asked.\n\n\"Can we go somewhere? Somewhere we can talk.\"\n\nSadie pulled the door shut behind her, and together they walked up\nthe street.\n\n\"Your neighbours are watching,\" said Brede.\n\nSadie turned and waved at the Mullets house. The netlace curtain\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:49","Nid":"940"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard096","Collections":"Chapter 10","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard096","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Bruises, Stitches","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard096","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/Lingard096_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeffdropped. Brede laughed, forgetting her troubles for a moment.\n\n\"You haven't changed much, Sadie. I'm glad.\"\n\n\"It's great to see you, Brede. But I haven't got long. I'm\nmeeting Kevin at half seven.\"\n\n\"I know. That's what I want to talk to you about.\"\n\nSadie sighed. \"You're not going to try to talk me out of seeingh\nhim too, are you? I've had Tommy at me already. It's not that he'd\ngot anything against Kevin, you know that. But it's peace at any\nprice for him!\"\n\n\"Peace would be nice,\" aid Brede.\n\n\"Sometimes the price is too high.\"\n\n\"Sometimes the price is high the other way too.\"\n\nSadie glanced at Brede and frowned. \"We'll got to a little\ncafe further along the main street. No one'll bother us there.\"\n\nThe cafe was empty. Sadie bought two cups of coffee and they\nsat at the back of the shop, their chairs clos e fas together.\n\n\"I think you need a hot drink, Brede. You're dead pale looking.\"\n\nBrede took a sip of coffee before she spoke. \"We had a shock\nlast night.\"\n\n\"Kevin?\" asked Sadie swiftly.\n\n\"Yes. He was beaten up.\"\n\n\"2x Badly?\"\n\n\"Quite. A lot of bruises, and a cut on his head and his leg.\nHe'd to get three stitches in his head.\"\n\n\"OhK, my goodness!\" Sadie gulped, put her hand to her mouth.\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:49","Nid":"941"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard097","Collections":"Chapter 10","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard097","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Beaten up","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard097","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/Lingard097_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff89\n\n\"Is he all right?\u201d\n\n\"More or less. Mr Kelly found him lying outside the scrapyard\nlate last night. He was unconscious. Mr Kelly called an ambulance\nand they look him to hospital.\u201d\n\n\"Is he/there now?\"\n\n\"They let him home this morning.\u201d\n\n\"Was it because of me, Brede? Was it?\u201d\n\n\"Yes, I think so.\u201d Brede\u2019s voice was scarcely audibly. Her\neyes were unhappy.\n\n\"Who did it?\u201d\n\n\"There were three of them. One was Brian Rafferty. He used to be\nKevin's freind.\"\n\n\"Three of them! Coawards! If I got my hands on them!\u201d\n\n\"They\u2019d do the same to you.\"\n\nSadie finished her coffee with one gulp. \"Did he ask you to come\nand tell me?\u201d\n\n\"No. He doesn't know I\u2019m here. He's going out to meet you, Sadie\nI know it.\u201d Brede raised her eyes to Sadie's. \"He'll not let you\ndown. But I've come to ask you not to meet him.\u201d\n\n\"But that uould mean I\u2019d be letting him down,\u201d cried Sadie.\n\n\"But you don't want him to be beaten up again, do you?\u201d\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:49","Nid":"942"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard098","Collections":"Chapter 10","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard098","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Proud, Afraid","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard098","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/Lingard098_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff90\n\n\"No. But - \"\n\n\"Then don't see him again. Please don't see him again,\" Brede\npleaded.\n\n\"You mean not even tonight?# Let him wait for there and me not\ncome... He'd think I'd stood him up.\"\n\n\"Sadie, it might be best. He's too proud to try to see you again\nif you don't see him. I know it's hard but it would be easier for\nhim if he thought you'd given in. After all, he was beaten up.\"\n\nIt seemedwas very quiet in the cafe. The proprietor had comegone through\nto the back room. The sound of the traffic from the street was\ncuriously distant and remote. Sadie looked into Brede's pleading,\nanxious eyes, eyes the same colour as her brother's,dark brown,\nflecked with lighter specks. \"I know it's hard,\" Brede repeated.\nSadie felt a lump in her throat like a boil that was threatening\nto burst at any foment.\n\n\"I don't know, Brede, I don't know...\" I don't know anything at\nall, thought Sadie, I don't seem to know anything. I want to see\nKevin and he wants to see me and all these people are trying to get\nbetween us. Everything in life had seemed straight-forward before:\nthere had been chocices but she had never been afraid to choose\nand to choose what she felt was right. What was right here: to\ngive in to Brian Rafferty and his friends and Linda Mullet and her\nfamily and all the restothers, or to do what she wanted to do? It\ndidn't seem much to ask, to want to walk by the river to climb a\nhill with someone you liked\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:49","Nid":"943"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard099","Collections":"Chapter 10","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard099","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Formica, Procession","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard099","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/Lingard099_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff91\n\n\"You don't want him to be hurt again, do you?\" Brede was saying,\ncutting into her thoughts.\n\n\"Of course not.\"\n\n\"Then you won't see him?\" Brede sat back.\n\n\"I'm not sure.\" Sadie lifted her head. \"I can't promise, Brede.\nI have to think about it.\"\n\n\"Think carefully then.\" Brede stood up.She straightened her back,\nwith her hand at the backside of her hip, the way her mother did when\nshe was tired. \"There's times when it might be all right for a\nCatholic boy to be walking out with a Protestant girl, but now's\nnot one of them. And in streets like these. There's enough blood,\nSadie, without any more getting shed.\"\n\nAnd with that, Brede left the cafe. Sadie stared at the sticky\nrims on the red formica-topped table. What Brede said was true. And\nBrede's motives were good. She liked Brede: that was why she had\nlistened. If Linda Mullet had said the same things she would have\nwalked out defaintly to meet Kevin McCoy. But now... Now what?\n\nShe looked at the clock above the cafe counter. It said twentyTen\nminutes topast seven. In twenty mintues time Kevin would be standing\nby the river waiting for her, trusting that she would come.\n\nThe cafe proprietor came back. \"Another coffee?\" he asked.\n\nShe shook her head. She got up, pushed back her chair, walked\nout into the streets fresh air. There was noise a in the street.\nA procession was coming. She heard the tootle of the flutes and the\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:49","Nid":"944"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard100","Collections":"Chapter 10","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard100","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Sticks, Steve","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard100","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/Lingard100_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff92\n\nbanging of the drums. People came out of their doorways on to the\npavement to watch. Everyone loved a parade, even though it was a\ncommonplace enough event in a country such as this. An Orange Lodge\nwas getting ready for the \u2019Twelfth'. In front came the drum majorettes\nstepping high, knees up, each girl in time to the music and in\nstep with one anther. They wore short red skirts and white boots\nand twirled short sticks in their hands. once she had been\na drum majorette; it had been one of her main ambitions when she was\nsmall to walk in the big parade.\n\nThe procession drew level. SheSadie stood still. too There was\nnothing wrong with/a parade, music in the street, but it depended on\nwhat it was for.\n\nShe saw Steve walking at the back. He winked as he passedwhen he saw her. Not\na muscle of her face moved. WhenBy the time the procession had passed she had\nmade up her mind.\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:49","Nid":"945"}}]}