{"nodes":[{"node":{"title":"Lingard141","Collections":"Chapter 15","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard141","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Eejits, Stab","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard141","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/Lingard141_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff133\n\nCHAPTER FIFTEEN\n\nMrs Rafferty, after her initail tirade, stood to one side and allowed\nthe soldiers to enter.\n\n\"If you want to waste your time that\u2019s up to you,\" she shouted\nafter them. \"Eejits!\"\n\nBrian came and stood on the pavement beside Kevin with his thumbs tucked into his belt. His jaw moved slackly from side to side, over a wad of chewing gum. He made no\nmove to cross the street ti join his fat mother. Kevin glanced side-\nways at him. He turned and looked at Kevin.\n\n\"Aren't you worried?\" asked Kevin.\n\n\"What have I to be worried about?\"\n\n\"You should know.\"\n\nBrian laughed softly.\n\nThe searchers were spending longer in the Raffertys' house than\nin any other that they had been in. It looked to Kevin as if they\nhad been tipped off.\n\n\"Can't trust anyone these days,\" said Brian, shaking his head. \"Boys, what a life! An informer would\nlook in you in the eye as easy as stab in you in the back.\"\n\n\"I hope you're not making any insinuationslooking at me,\" said Kevin quietly.\n\"I hate your guts but I wouldn't inform on you.\"\n\n\"Expect me to believe that?\" Brian stuck his hands in his pocketsBrian spat his chewing gun into the gutter.\n\n\"You can bBelieve whatever you like. I'm not interested in what\ncowards believe.\"\n\n\"Cowards?\" Brian swung round, eyes blazing.\n\n\"Yes, cowards. Anyone who has to bring two frhelpers to beat up\none person is yellow right to the middle.\"\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:51","Nid":"986"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard142","Collections":"Chapter 15","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard142","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Jeering, Backyard","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard142","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/Lingard142_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff134\n\nAt that moment the soldiers clattered out of the Raffertys' house.\nThey were empty-handed.\n\n\"Satisfied?\" demanded Mrs Rafferty.\n\nThey did not answer; they went on to the next door. Brian\nRafferty laughed, a loud triumphant laugh that made his mother look\nover at him.\n\n\"Where have you been?\" she called. \"And where's your da? That's\nwhat I'd like to know. He'd have given those louts hell if he'd\nbeen here. Come on in for your supper.\"\n\n\"Go on to your mammy,\" said Kevin.\n\nBrian glowered.\n\n\"Come on this minute,\" said his mother, and he went.\n\nKevin limped back up the street. The soldiers went from house to\nhouse, followed by a crowd of jeering children. They came eventually\nto the McCoys\u2019.\n\nMr McCoy blustered for a few minutes with Uncle Albert interspering a fewputting in some\nremarks and then Brede put her hand on her father's arm. \"Might\njust as well let them,\" she said. \"Save a lot of time.\"\n\nThe soldiers were quiet and  ashen-facedsolemn. Theirs was a difficult\njob. They had to keep their tempers whilst all around were losing\ntheirs.\n\nThey searched the McCoys house and found nothing. Kevin sighed with\nrelief, not that he had any reason to feel guilty, but for a few\nminutes, when they were inside, it had come to him that Brian Rafferty\nmight have planted his gun in their backyard or under the stairs.\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:51","Nid":"987"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard143","Collections":"Chapter 15","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard143","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Englishman, Eighteen","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard143","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/Lingard143_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff135\n\nIt would be easy enough to do: their door was unlocked all day.\n\nTeh whole street was searched and not a thing wae found. The\nsoldiers drove off to a chorus of booing and abuse and a hail of ston\nstones.\n\n\"They've only got what they asked for,\" declared Mr McCoy.\n\nThe neighbours were angry. Voices were raised in the street for\na full hour afterwards.\n\n\"I Certainly it's not a nice thing to have your home pulled over,\"\nsaid Brede with a sigh, as they sat in the kitchen drinking another\ncup of tea.\n\n\"I th thought an Englishman's home was meantto be his castle,\"\nsaid Uncle Albert.\n\n\"That's if your an Englishman,\" said Mr McCoy. \"If your an Irish-\nman that'sit's a different matter. You get treated like dirt by a everyone.\n\n\"I'm away up to bed,\" said Kevin.\n\nHe lay in bed listening to the voicesin the street outside. Most of them\nhe knew well for he had been listening to them for nearly eighteen years.\nHe was just on the borders of sleep when he the armoured cars returned\nto the street. The snoise made him blink and sleep slipped away.\nWhat was s up now?\n\nThe cars were stopping outside their house. Feet clattered on the pavement,\nvoices rang out. Kevin sat up, resting on one elbow, frowning. Gerald sat\nup too and nipped out of bed and wentto go to the window.\n\n\"There's soldiers at our door,\" said Gerald. He hung out of the\nwindow with an imaginary machine gun in his hands and sprayed them\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:51","Nid":"988"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard144","Collections":"Chapter 15","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard144","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Jail, Soldiers","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard144","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/Lingard144_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff136\n\nbelow, making the sound of machine gun fire.\n\n\"Quite it, Gerald, \"said Kevin.\n\nHe pushed back the bedclothes and joined his younger brotherGerald at\nthe window. The door had been opened now and the men were holding\na conversation with Mr McCoy.\n\n\"Don\u2019t be so daft,\" said Mr McCoy was saying. \"Away and have your heads s\nexamined.\"\n\nThe bedroom door opened behind Gerald and Kevin. Brede slipped\ninto the room.\n\n\"The solde\\irs have come for you, Kevin,\" she whispered.\n\n\"For me? But what - ?\"\n\nUncle Albert appeared behind Brede, pushing/her aside. \"Come on,\nboy, I'll get you over the back wall while your da keeps them talking.\"\n\n\"What are you talking about?\"\n\n\"They're after you.\"\n\n\"I haven't done anything.\" Kevin held out his arm hands. \"You xxx\ndon't think I'm going to go jumping over the back wall in my pyjamas\nat this time of night, do you?\"\n\n\"Better that than end up in the jail,\" said Uncle Albert.\n\nBut the soldiers were in the house by now anyway. Kevin started\nto dress. \"Don't worry,\" he said to Brede. \"There's some mistake.\nI haven't f been in any trouble.\"\n\n\"Kevin.\" Mr MCCoy came panting up the stairs.\n\n\"I'm coming.\"\n\n\"Now then, don't get excited, son. We'll get you out of this\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:51","Nid":"989"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard145","Collections":"Chapter 15","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard145","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Son, Officer","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard145","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/Lingard145_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff137\n\nsomehow.\"\n\n\"It's not me that\u2019s excited. And when I find out what I'm supposed\nto be in then we can talk about getting out of it.\"\n\nKevin went down to the front room. Three soldiers stood there\nlooking large in the small space. A box laidwas lying on the table: it was\nthe box that had been under Brian Rafferty's bed. Kevin half closed\nhis eyes.\n\n\"You recognise it, I see?\" said the officer.\n\n\"You recognisesee nothing of the kind,\" said Mr McCoy.\n\n\"I'd prefer to speak to your son, Mr McCoy.\" The officer looked\nat Kevin. \"Do you know what's in this box?\"\n\nKevin swallowed. \"No.\"\n\nThe officer flipped it open so that they could see the gun and\nammunition.\n\n\"You didn't find that in this house,\" said Mr McCoy. \"And you're\nnot going to get away with pretending that you did.\"\n\n\"I haven't said that.\" The officer was keeping his eyes on Kevin's\nface. \"We found it in MaloneKelly's scrapyard.\"\n\n\"And what's that to do with us?\" demanded Mr McCoy.\n\n\"Your son works there.\"\n\n\"He hasn't been at work this past two weeks. He got beat up by a\ngang of thugs. Look at him!\"\n\n\"But you've got a key to the yard, haven't you?\" the officer\nasked Kevin.\n\n\"Yes.\"\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:51","Nid":"990"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard146","Collections":"Chapter 15","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard146","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Albert, Reprisals","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard146","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/Lingard146_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff138\n\nW \"So t what does that prove?\" said Mr McCoy.\n\n\"Nothing,\" said Uncle Albert. \"Not a blinking thing. Sure ould\nMaloneKelly must have half a dozen keys to his yard.\"\n\n\"Half the time the place isn't locked anyway,\" said Mr McCoy.\n\"Anyone could shin over the wall even if it was.\"\n\nKevin said nothing. He felt as if his lips were frozen, as if he\nwere caught up in a nightmare in which he found that he was unable to\nspeak. Found guilty by his silence.\n\n\"We have reason to believe that your son hid this box in the scrap-\nyard, Mr McCoy,\" said the officer.\n\n\"Reason? You'd believe anything it'd suit you to believe.\"\n\n\"What have you to say?\" the officer asked Kevin.\n\nKevin moistened his lips. \"I know nothing about it.\"\n\n\"You were seen taking the box into the yard.\"\n\n\"Seen?\" Kevin found his voice w e  coming back with a surge of anger.\n\"By whom?\"\n\n\"We will discuss that at the police stationbarracks. I think it would be\nbetter. But we do have a witness.\"\n\n\"A witness?\" said Brede.\n\nThe quitetness of her voice made the soldier pause.\n\n\"I think we have a right to know k who it is,\" aid Mr McCoy.\n\n\"It might be better not. We don't want reprisals of or anything\nlike that.\"\n\n\"It wouldn't be Kate MaloneKelly, would it?\" asked Brede.\n\nThe officer started.\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:51","Nid":"991"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard147","Collections":"Chapter 15","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard147","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Protect, Clock","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard147","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/Lingard147_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff139\n\n\"So it was,\" said Brede.\n\n\"How did you know?\"\n\n\"Instinct.\"\n\n\"She's got fine instinct,\" declared Mr McCoy. \"Just like her mother.\nSo that wee brat Kate MaloneKelly's been telling lies, has she?\"\n\n\"We have to decide if they're lies or not. She was reluctant to\nreveal your son's name - \" He broke off as Kevin laughed derisively.\n\"But she had to to protect her father. After all, the box was found\nin his yard and he could have been blamed for it.\"\n\n\"So it's her word against mine,\" aid Kevin. \"Well, I'll come down\nto the stationbarracks and you can bring her there and I'll face her with it.\nYou'll see then who's telling the truth.\"\n\n\"I don't know if that'll be xx possible. She was very upset.\"\n\n\"I bet she was,\" said Kevin sarcastixcally.\n\n\"You can prove nothing,\" said Mr/McCoy. \"And you can at wait on me.\nI'm coming too.\"\n\nBrede sat up all night with Uncle Albert waiting for them to come\nhome. The birds began to chirp, the first flushes of colour came\ninto the sky, and still there was no sign of her father and brother.\n\n\"They can prove nothing,\" Said Uncle Albert for the hundredth\ntime.\n\n\"I think I'll take a walk down and see what's going on,\" she\nsaid when the hands on the red and cream kitchen clock stood at seven.\n\n\"I'll come with you, Brede.\"\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:51","Nid":"992"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard148","Collections":"Chapter 15","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard148","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Police, Officer","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard148","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/Lingard148_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff140\n\n\"No, no, don't bother, Uncle Albert. You just stay here a in case\nany of the wee ones should wake.\"\n\nHe would be asleep before she returned. As she left the kitchen\nhis eyelids were closing.\n\nShe ran all the way to the police station and arrived breathless.\nShe asked the sergeant on duty if she could speak to the officer who\nhad brought in her brother for questioning. At that moment the soldier\ncame out of a door. Heroom and recognised Brede.\n\n\"Can I have a word with you?\" asked Brede.\n\nHe nodded. He came over to her.\n\n\"It\u2019s about Kate MaloneKelly. I think you ought to know that she has\na grudge against my brother Kevin.\" Brede gulped and went on,\"You\nsee, she's rather keen on him and he's given her the go-by. So I don't\nthink you could call her an unbiased witness.\"\n\nThe officer smiled fleetingly. \"Perhaps not. As a matter of fact\nI'd beg un to suspect something of the kind. I've been back to\ntalk to her. And your fat brother's stikcing to his statement that\nhe had nothing to do with it.\"\n\n\"I'm sure he had not,\" said Brede.\n\n\"You don't know who did?\"\n\nBrede shook her head.\n\n\"And if you did you wouldn't say, would you?\"\n\n\"Well... I don't know. But since I don't know there's nothing\nI could be telling you anyway. So you'll let my brother go then?\"\n\n\"We can't keep him. I think ...\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:51","Nid":"993"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard149","Collections":"Chapter 15","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard149","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Slander, Injustice, Border","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard149","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/Lingard149_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff141\n\nI think he knows something about it but he won't tell us what. I'm just about to tell him he can go ho No one will ever tell us anything. If you hang on a minute you can\ngo home with him and your father.\"\n\n\"No, I'll not wait. I'd rather you didn't say I'd b come and\ntold you about Kate MaloneKelly.\"\n\n\"O.K.\"\n\n\"Thank you.\"\n\nBrede ran back home. Uncle Albert was snoring, head slumped on the\ntable between his arms. He sat up abruptly when she came in.\n\n\"What the devil's going on?\"\n\n\"It's all right. I think father and Kevin will be coming soon.\"\nxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx They arrived five minutes later. Mr\nMcCoy had a great deal to say about the police and the army, slander,\ninjustice, politics, the Border, the English... Uncle Albert nodded\nfrom time to time but was unable to get in a word. Kevin ate his the\nbreakfast that Brede cooked for him. He was silent and grim-facedbrooding.\nHe did not even seem to be listening to what his father was saying.\nBrede was unhappy about the look in his eyes.\n\nHe stood up.\n\n\"Are you going to bed, Kevin?\" asked Brede. \"It would do you good\nto have some sleep.\"\n\n\"I don't feel like sleep.\"\n\nShe did not like the sound of his voice either. It was heavy withfull of\nforeboding. She said, \"But you look dead beat.\"\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:51","Nid":"994"}},{"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","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:51","Nid":"995"}},{"node":{"title":"Lingard151","Collections":"Chapter 15","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard151","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Scrapyard, Houses","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard151","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/Lingard151_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff143\n\nhouse she saw him turn his head and stare at it. She went back inside.\n\nKevin reached the end of the street, turned the corner in to the\nnext one, passed the scrapyard. A few yards along an alley ran b\nbetween two blocks of houses. He stepped into slipped into it and\nstood with his back resting against the wall. The ris morning sun\nwas warm on his face. Brian Rafferty wshould be along in a few minutes\non his way to work\n","Type":"Text","Author":"Joan Lingard","Updated date":"Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:52","Nid":"996"}}]}