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Fact was, Moriarty, I met Magomery at Bailey's Tank, an' he told me to go like blazes to Scandalous Sandy's hut, on Nalrooka, an' tell him a lot o' his sheep was boxed with ours in the Boree Paddick. 'I'll fetch the mail home myself, says he. There now." "And why didn't you go to Scandalous Sandy's?" nagged Moriarty.
Them heathens think I'm in charge here; an' they're workin' a point to make me nasty with the chaps on the track. An' if I was in charge, that's jist the sort o' thing would put a hump on me. Sort o' off-sider for a gang o' Chinks! My word!" "Bin many people workin' on this paddick lately?" asked Saunders innocently.
I ain't turnin' dog on anybody when I stick to my own work, an' keep off of goin' partners with opium an' leprosy. Same time, mind you, I'd be turnin' dog on the station if I took advantage o' your message, to go round warnin' the chaps that was workin' on the paddick. Way I was situated, the clean thing was to stand out. An' that's what I done."
Then such a cataract of obscenity and invective from Price and Mosey, while Cooper remarked gravely: "Them ain't our bullocks, Willerby; them's station cattle shoved in that paddick for something partic'lar. An' that kangaroo dog ain't makin' matters much better. And, to be sure, there was Pup looping himself along the plain in hot pursuit.
W'y, fact was Cunnigam an' Thompson 'ad bin workin' hon hour ram-paddick wun night; an' six Wogger steers got away, an' a stag amongst 'em; makin' f'r home; an' they left a whaler mindin' the wagons; an' the two o' them hover'auled the steers way down hin hour Sedan Paddick.
"On'y jist showin' how one idear sort o' fetches up another," replied the old man, with simulated ease of manner. But as I was telling you chaps: About eleven o'clock, who should come dodgin' down the paddick but ole Martin. Bin pokin' roun' after Miss King, I s'pose. He walks right bang through the carrion, thinkin' they was the station bullicks; an' me layin' there, laughin' in to myself.
He was in doubt. "Oh! What IS it?" Mother moaned. "He IS. I seen 'im just now up in your paddick, an' he's clean off he's pannikin." Just then Dave came down the track whistling. Young Johnson saw him and fled. For some time Mother regarded Dave with grave suspicion, then she questioned him closely. "Yairs," he said, grinning hard, "I was goin' through th' FUST SET."
Moriarty, of course, he 's loafin' in the store; lis'n him now, laughin' fit to break his neck at some of his own gosh foolishness. I'll shove your horses in the paddick. I say! ain't they fell-away awful?" "Yes; the season's telling on them. Now will you look after Pup, like a good chap? Here's his chain. I want to keep him fresh for travelling." "Right.
Me feel 'em fright. Feel 'em cold inside. Too much fright. My word; han' belonga that fella gin cold like anything. That gin say 'Where you from? Me say 'Me come from alonga town. That gin say 'What you look out? Me say 'Me look out bullocky, musser 'em cattle. Tail 'em up. Look out weaner alonga paddick. Plenty hard work. Me dance little bit alonga that gin. Not much. Too fright.
"He can't get out of the paddick," drawled the youth. "Let's go up to the house, and get one of the boys to run him in. He had a go-in this morning with me the bit came out of his mouth somehow, and he did get to work proper. He went round and round the paddick at home, with me on him, buckin' like a brumby. Binjie had to come out with another horse and run me back into the yard.
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