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The
pour
from
the
chute
of
the
cleaner
had
for
S
.
Behrman
an
immense
satisfaction
.
Without
an
instant
’
s
pause
,
a
thick
rivulet
of
wheat
rolled
and
dashed
tumultuous
into
the
sack
.
In
half
a
minute
—
sometimes
in
twenty
seconds
—
the
sack
was
full
,
was
passed
over
to
the
second
sewer
,
the
mouth
reeved
up
,
and
the
sack
dumped
out
upon
the
ground
,
to
be
picked
up
by
the
wagons
and
hauled
to
the
railroad
.
S
.
Behrman
,
hypnotised
,
sat
watching
that
river
of
grain
.
All
that
shrieking
,
bellowing
machinery
,
all
that
gigantic
organism
,
all
the
months
of
labour
,
the
ploughing
,
the
planting
,
the
prayers
for
rain
,
the
years
of
preparation
,
the
heartaches
,
the
anxiety
,
the
foresight
,
all
the
whole
business
of
the
ranch
,
the
work
of
horses
,
of
steam
,
of
men
and
boys
,
looked
to
this
spot
—
the
grain
chute
from
the
harvester
into
the
sacks
.
Its
volume
was
the
index
of
failure
or
success
,
of
riches
or
poverty
.
And
at
this
point
,
the
labour
of
the
rancher
ended
.
Here
,
at
the
lip
of
the
chute
,
he
parted
company
with
his
grain
,
and
from
here
the
wheat
streamed
forth
to
feed
the
world
.
The
yawning
mouths
of
the
sacks
might
well
stand
for
the
unnumbered
mouths
of
the
People
,
all
agape
for
food
;
and
here
,
into
these
sacks
,
at
first
so
lean
,
so
flaccid
,
attenuated
like
starved
stomachs
,
rushed
the
living
stream
of
food
,
insistent
,
interminable
,
filling
the
empty
,
fattening
the
shrivelled
,
making
it
sleek
and
heavy
and
solid
.
Half
an
hour
later
,
the
harvester
stopped
again
.
The
men
on
the
sacking
platform
had
used
up
all
the
sacks
.
But
S
.
Behrman
’
s
foreman
,
a
new
man
on
Los
Muertos
,
put
in
an
appearance
with
the
report
that
the
wagon
bringing
a
fresh
supply
was
approaching
.
“
How
is
the
grain
elevator
at
Port
Costa
getting
on
,
sir
?
”
“
Finished
,
”
replied
S
.
Behrman
.
The
new
master
of
Los
Muertos
had
decided
upon
accumulating
his
grain
in
bulk
in
a
great
elevator
at
the
tide
-
water
port
,
where
the
grain
ships
for
Liverpool
and
the
East
took
on
their
cargoes
.
To
this
end
,
he
had
bought
and
greatly
enlarged
a
building
at
Port
Costa
,
that
was
already
in
use
for
that
purpose
,
and
to
this
elevator
all
the
crop
of
Los
Muertos
was
to
be
carried
.
The
P
.
and
S
.
W
.
made
S
.
Behrman
a
special
rate
.
“
By
the
way
,
”
said
S
.
Behrman
to
his
superintendent
,
“
we
’
re
in
luck
.
Fallon
’
s
buyer
was
in
Bonneville
yesterday
.
He
’
s
buying
for
Fallon
and
for
Holt
,
too
.
I
happened
to
run
into
him
,
and
I
’
ve
sold
a
ship
load
.
”
“
A
ship
load
!
”
“
Of
Los
Muertos
wheat
.
