"I knew you had a big barn," said Cora. "I saw it the other day;
then, when the storm came, I remembered it, and so we intruded
here."
"'Tain't no intrusion, nohow," declared the farmer. "I'm mighty
glad of a chance t' git a look at them things close by, when they
ain't movin' like a blue streak. My gal is jest daffy about 'em. She
thinks it would be handy fer her an' me, but I ruther guess she'd
git th' most rides outer it."
"They are very convenient when you want to get somewhere in a
hurry," ventured Bess, who thought it time to come to Cora's aid in
keeping up the conversation.
"Yes, I expect so; but you see th' trouble on a farm is that you
ain't got much of any time t' go anywhere. Now, ef I had a machine
like thet--"
There came such a sharp crash of thunder and such a blinding flash
of lightning simultaneously that the farmer's voice was silenced,
and every one jumped.
"Oh, isn't that awful!" fairly screamed Belle, and instinctively she
ran to the side of the tall, lanky man.
"Guess you're used t' bein' near yer pa in a thunderstorm," observed
the farmer with a chuckle.
"I thought the barn was struck," said the girl with a shudder. "It
would be terrible if it got on fire, with all this hay in it.
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