AUGUST
The heat's too terrible. When we were mowin', I thought I heard thunder.
BERND
[Kneeling down on the edge of the basin and drinking from the surface of the spring.] Water is the best drink for all they say.
AUGUST
How late is it?
BERND
'Tis about four o'clock, I'm wonderin' what keeps Rose with our evenin' meal. [He raises his scythe and looks at the blade. AUGUST does the same.] Will you have to sharpen? Mine will do a bit longer.
AUGUST
I can try it this way a while longer.