Nicholas agreed.
"There hasn't been much rainfall lately," he added. "I reckon it has come at last and for a long stretch." His eyes swept the western horizon, where the clouds hung heavily above the pines.
"Yo' pa got his crops in?"
"Pretty much. The peanuts were harvested after the last frost."
"He ain't had much luck this year, I hear."
Nicholas shook his head.
"No less than usual. Last year he lost the brindle cow that was calving. This season the mare died."
"Well, well! He never was much for luck, nohow. Seems like he worked too hard to have Providence on his side. I allers said that Providence had ruther you'd leave a share of the business to Him. Got through school yet?"
"Yes; I'm reading law."
"Reading what?"