The Desert and the Sown
It was an evening of sudden mildness following a dry October gale. The colonel had miscalculated the temperature by one log¿only one he declared but that had proved a pitchy one and the chimney bellowed with flame. From end to end the room was alight with it as if the stored-up energies of a whole pine-tree had been sacrificed in the consumption of that four-foot stick. --This text refers to an alternate Paperback edition.
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