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In the soft white twilight before the dawn, Dene was out amongst the harvesters watching the great machines which had been at work since the first shaft of faint light had pierced the eastern sky. Almost half of the yellow plain had gone; the corn in great sheaves lay bound upon the close-shorn earth. Such a harvest as this had never been known in Beau Desir. Already the carpenters were busy building another great barn.
Dene, who had meant to devote some part of the day towards the drilling of the younger men, had not the heart to take them from their tasks.