The second of these barren summers was passing. One September afternoon Alexandra had gone over to the garden across the draw to dig sweet potatoes—they had been thriving upon the weather that was fatal to everything else.

第二个荒凉的夏天即将过去。九月的一个下午，亚历山德拉穿过田地到花园里去挖红薯——它们一直在对其他一切都致命的天气中茁壮成长。