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10201	Grey, Zane	The Desert of Wheat			.txt	text/plain	122020	11506	93	Kurt Dorn walked away from the gray old clapboard house, out to the "Must be Anderson--coming to dun father," muttered young Dorn. "I heard you tell father you had studied wheat," said the girl, "Father, I'm glad you spoke well of the young man," said Lenore, still "It looks like storm-clouds over there," said Lenore, pointing far Lenore smiled at these wheat men, and said: "It surely will rain--and Kurt Dorn had indeed no hope of ever seeing Lenore Anderson again, and The blaze of joy on old Dorn's face gave Kurt a twinge of pain. "Wal, Kurt Dorn's not goin' to war," replied her father. "No wonder he's sad," replied Lenore, and briefly told Kurt Dorn's "Good morning, Kurt," said Lenore, extending her hand. "Come, we'll go out to the wheat-fields," said Lenore. "Come here, Kurt," he said, and then, putting Lenore before him, he "Lenore, never will that day come," replied Dorn.	./cache/10201.txt	./txt/10201.txt