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Harvest 263
During Jack s visit to the farm a fire breaks out
and several buildings on the place are destroyed.
Much to the horror of the well-bred Jack, he learns
that his father himself had lit the match in order
to get
"
compensation." He sternly upbraids the
old farmer.
Jack. Didn t you see yourself how dishonest it was?
Timothy. Maybe I did, but I saw something more,
and that was that I was on the way to being put out of
the farm.
Jack is outraged; he threatens to inform on his
own people and offers to stay on the farm to help
with the work. But two weeks experience in the
field beneath the burning sun is more than delicate
Jack can stand. He suffers fainting spells, and
is in the end prevailed upon by his wife to leave.
Mary, old Hurley s daughter, also returns to the
farm for rest and quiet. But she finds no peace
there, for the city is too much in her blood. There
is, moreover, another lure she cannot escape.
Mary. I was too well educated to be a servant, and
I was never happy as one, so to better myself I learned
typing. . . . It s a hard life, Jack, and I soon found out
how hard it was, and I was as dissatisfied as ever. Then
there only seemed one way out of it ... and he ...
my employer, I mean. ... I went into it deliberately
with my eyes open. You see, a woman I knew chucked
typing and went in for this . . . and I saw what a splen-
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