Dorn smiled and shook his head doubtfully.
"I imagine that good fortune will never befall a farmer," he said.
"Well, if it should," she replied, archly, "just consider how I might surprise him with my knowledge of wheat....

Indeed, Mr.Dorn, I am interested.

I've never been in the Bend before--in your desert of wheat.
I never before felt the greatness of loving the soil--or caring for it--of growing things from seed.

Yet the Bible teaches that, and I read my Bible.

Please tell us.