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He glanced at Berrysideways now and then and reached for the bottle. He hung
back from the riotous comradeship of the camps and the pubsand was lonely.
Hebought the drink and hastened to excuse himself. He turned against his mate
and helped the policecatch him. Ah yes, how many blokes did you saywere in the
camp?
InDoyles hotel in Kalgoorlie one night a miner from Waterfallrecognized
him.
He turned against his mate and helped the policecatch him.
InDoyles hotel
in Kalgoorlie one night a miner from Waterfallrecognized him.
Apatch of hessian
covered the seat of his trousers.
He had expected Berry to protest, as of old,
against his threats,as though they were real ones.
Larry passed dried-up
waterholes where the bonesof cattle and sheep were feet deep. The grey was
spreading in his beard, the weight ofinvisible burdens was stooping his
shoulders.
Berry saddled his horseand overtook him a few miles along the road.
It must be thirty years close on since Iset eyes on ye face to face. The
knowledge that he had done a dirty trick aggravated his senseof Harriets
treachery. Berry saddled his horseand overtook him a few miles along the road.
We been mates long enough for a manto show interest. Something had happened
tochange the whole direction of his life, or so he thought. The most obvious
way to get at him was through hismoney, but Cash was cunning.
His old mandamn
near owns Waterfall and here he is on wages. Wandering slowly north where the
tug-tug-tugging in his breast drewhim, he came to Pykes Crossing. James had a
brief struggle and got his wooden _expression_ on. Larry moved away, stabbed the
trusses and slung them into the loftin a hurry to be done. A Cabell came over
with the Conqueror, Jamess cousin, DavidCabell, told them proudly.
As her legs
vanished intothe loft they kicked the ladder away.
Her father was downin the
paddock mending the fence, her mother singing in thekitchen.
He tramped to the
coast and back to the west and down to the coastonce more. Itlooks like another
Tichborne Case, my dear. Her heavy, almoststupid face, made a strange contrast
with his, deeply lined by hisself-obsession.
We get more than a bellyful of it
from Dad. So Harriet must be wrong, and right and honour must be all on
hisside.
You werescared of my old man and left your mates in the lurch.
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