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Chapters (35)
  1. Cover
  2. Famine
  3. Copyright
  4. Contents
  5. Dedication
  6. Book One
  7. One
  8. Two
  9. Three
  10. Four
  11. Five
  12. Six
  13. Seven
  14. Eight
  15. Nine
  16. Ten
  17. Eleven
  18. Twelve
  19. Book Two
  20. One
  21. Two
  22. Three
  23. Four
  24. Five
  25. Six
  26. Seven
  27. Eight
  28. Nine
  29. Ten
  30. Eleven
  31. Twelve
  32. Thirteen
  33. Fourteen
  34. About the author
  35. An Invitation from the Publisher

Dr Benson nodded. ‘You’re right, of course, and if this virus has been spread on purpose, then I just don’t know how. But I think you ought to know that in my opinion, based on the broad tests that I’ve been able to make so far, the virus is unstoppable. At least for this year’s harvest.’ Ed looked at him carefully. ‘You’re trying to tell me that I can’t do anything about it? That it’s going to wipe out my whole crop?’

‘I’m afraid it is.’

‘But you’ve sent samples to the federal agricultural research laboratory – surely they’ve got people there who can isolate it?’

Dr Benson smiled. ‘I wish they did. I only sent the samples there out of scientific protocol. They don’t have anyone there who knows as much about wheat as I do. If you want expertise, you should never go to the federal people. You should come here, or to the State Experimental Farm at Garden City. They’re doing some more tests for me, I might add – longer term stuff. Give them ten years, and they might discover what it is.’

Ed said, ‘I hope you know what you’re saying, Dr Benson. If I lose this crop, then the chances are that I’m going to lose the farm altogether. I had to borrow thousands of dollars this year. I had to work my butt off, until my marriage went to pieces. I had to get up at five in the morning and stay on my feet all day until ten at night.’

‘Farming’s a risky business,’ said Dr Benson. ‘It always has been, and it always will be.’

‘That’s my family farm!’ Ed told him, and his voice was quivering. ‘My daddy created that spread out of nothing! My daddy died for that farm, and I gave up everything outside of Kingman County! My career, my wife, my daughter – everything!’

Dr Benson said, ‘I’m sorry. I really am. But it doesn’t look as if you’re going to be the only one. I’ve had samples in from all over, and they all tell the same story. What’s more. I’ve been talking on the telephone to some of my friends in Des Moines, Iowa, and Corvallis, Oregon, and worst of all in Modesto, California.’

‘What do you mean?’ asked Ed. ‘What are you talking about?’