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"I don't know I don't thinkwhat he would think if he knew

She wondered what the farm would be like without him Would it be what it was last autu before he came? But she had been happy all that ti winter When you had gone through that you knew the worst of Barrow Farh

Joan of Arc was a peasant No wonder she was beginning to look like her If John went-"John, shall you stay on here?"

"I don't know I shall stick to farh it isn't what I wanted"

"What did you want?"

"To go into the Army"

"Why didn't you then?"

"They wouldn't have otthis all our lives"

"We'll jolly well have to We shall never be any good indoors again"

"Has old Burton said anything?"

"I'ht a furrow as any man in Gloucestershire I've told ht to work up froh-tail, if you h his workshops before he took us into the business He liked to see us soaked in dirt and oil, crawling on our stoines He'd si up tohi out of this Anyhow he knows he can't keep ht I'll farm It's inet land; they fought to keep it My mother's people, the Rodens, were yeoht"

"And that's why you calad you ca like the peace of it?"

"It's not the peace of it I want, Charlotte,--Jeanne, I s that would kill you if you didn't Wounding the earth to sow in it andthe thrust and the drive through, and the thing listing over on the slope Seeing the steel blade shine, and the long wounds co"