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The lawyer spoke a few soothing words: 'You deserve the thanks of the community, Mrs. Cox, for the businesslike way in which you suppressed this diabolical gang. Your method is in pleasing contrast with the ridiculous effeminacy of the previous witnesses. I have no doubt you would treat an adult bushranger in exactly the same way. 'Or a lawyer either, said Mrs. Cox, detecting sarcasm.
He won't know a word about it in the mornin'. We're all right if none of us blabs. You fellers goin' to stay? 'I ain't. I'm sick o' bein' a bushranger, said Jacker, with a reflective and remorseful rub at his hurt place. 'So'm I, said Ted.
The man filled his pipe with tobacco, an example that was followed by those who had finished gorging, and after he had lighted it, he turned his head in the direction of the prisoners, as though signifying that he was ready to listen. "The only wife that you will marry will be the gibbet," the old woman said, spitefully. "Peace, you old hag," cried the bushranger, angrily.
"For two reasons first, a bushranger will never kill more game than he wants to eat at one time; and, secondly, the gang has been absent from these parts for two weeks, and undoubtedly want to rest and recruit. They can't do that until they know that the whole of this section is free from stragglers and spies. Me they care nothing about, and will not molest unless I am too inquisitive."
The leader and guide, one Tucu, was a veteran hunter, fighter, and bushranger, who had been more than once in the Red Bone region and withal possessed the cool judgment of mature years and long experience; a lean, silent man who, though not a subchief, might have made a good one if given the opportunity.
The soldier's hands trembled, but it was from imminent illness, not from fear or excitement. He came slowly towards the bushranger who, smiling, said as he advanced: "Yes, arrest me!" Louis Bachelor raised his hand, as though to lay it on the shoulder of the other; but something in the eyes of the highwayman stayed his hand. "Proceed, Captain Louis Bachelor," said Roadmaster in a changed tone.
"And lose half of our gang, hey?" answered the bushranger. "There's good marksmen in the hut, as the death of Sam just now should convince you. We can't afford to throw away men, as we've none too many to do the work." "Then how are we going to get at 'em?" "I'll tell you the plan I've hit on, and I think we needn't lose more than one man in putting it into execution.
But little blood flowed from the wound where the ball had penetrated, and I considered it, with my imperfect knowledge of surgery, as looking decidedly bad for saving the robber chief's life. I stooped down, and sought to examine the limb, but with horrid imprecations, the bushranger ordered me off, and swore that no one but a regular physician should attend him.
"You would not get liquor like this to cool your tongue there," Fred said, handing the lieutenant the bottle to wet his parched lips. "The bushranger is dying, sir," cried one of the men, who was seated nearest to the wounded man. Murden hesitated while raising the bottle to his lips for a moment.
"If you two grumblers don't stop your wrangling I'll choke you," Mr. Wright exclaimed, angrily. "I'm dumb," Mike said. "I'm silent as a corpse," cried the undertaker. "I'll spake no more this night," continued Mike. "See that you don't," answered our host. "Divil a bit, till I see a bushranger, and then I'll give him a taste of my spear."
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