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`` Well , I did n't have exactly a good time in Canada , '' she said , as though the admission was dragged out of her ; adding immediately , `` but of course I 'll go -- sometime -- after the harvest . '' On which she left the room , and presently Janet saw her wandering among the stooks in the gloaming , her hands behind her back . She seemed in her ripe and comely youth to be somehow the very spirit of the harvest . A little later , just before ten o'clock , while the sunset glow was still brooding on the harvest fields , the two farm-girls , after a last visit to the cows , slipped into the little sitting-room . Janet , who was mending her Sunday dress , greeted them with a smile and a kind word . Then she moved to the table and took up a New Testament that was lying there . She was an ardent and mystically-minded Unitarian , and her mind was much set towards religion .