Linhay

Home-side of the linhay, and under the ashen hedge-row, where father taught me to catch blackbirds, all at once my heart went down, and all my breast was hollow.

[S]he went to the linhay, or lean-to shed, which formed the root-store of their dwelling.

While they stood there close to the old linhay a bird came flying round them in wide circles, uttering shrill cries.