Helen supposed he was summer-fallowing, but did not understand the dust, because when she last passed the spot the soil looked dark and firm.

She remembered that Festing had been anxious about the weather.
Riding on, she saw the roof of the Charnock homestead above a straggling bluff, and her thoughts centered on its occupants.

Strange as the thing was, she had come to think of Sadie as her friend.

Her loyalty and her patience with her husband commanded respect, and now it looked as if they would be rewarded.

Bob was taking an interest in his farm and had worked with steady industry for the last month or two.