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He partly raised his head from the ground in order to ascertain the disposition of the other two members of the party. He saw them behind Palmer Billy, looking on with apparent indifference to what was transpiring, and realized that they were certainly not on his side. Palmer Billy, as he saw Gleeson raise his head, stepped over to him.
Started at 6.40, and proceeded to the Hawker, but found no water there; thence to Watson Creek, none there; thence to Powell, Gleeson, and a number of other creeks that had water in them last year, but there is not a drop. Continued on to the creek that I camped at coming up. Arrived at 6.45 p.m.; found that water also gone, although it was a large deep hole when we were here before. Camped.
Tony caught the other arm in time to prevent it delivering a blow at the man who had interrupted Palmer Billy's pleasant entertainment of thrashing one of a tribe who had so often lured him to destruction. "Darned dirty I-talyan," he gasped, as he struggled to break away and re-open the campaign on the prostrate Gleeson. "Give him a chance," Peters said. "Let him get his wind.
When they were out of earshot of the bar, two of them exchanged glances and grim smiles. "What did I tell you?" one said. "There's no bigger fools in creation than a mob of gully-rakers." "Keep your tongue quiet, Gleeson," the other replied. "They haven't all started yet. Besides " he glanced towards their two companions, who were loosening the horses from the fence where they had been hitched.
"I'm ready now," he said indistinctly, as he dropped his hands. "I'm only waiting for you." Palmer Billy, watchful, suspicious, and wroth, heard the words and saw the movement. He cut both short by getting his blow in before the ruse he believed Gleeson was trying to use could develop.
"I shouldn't wonder," replied Gleeson, "if the cattle have gone back to the bed-ground; at any rate we'll look for them there."
It was Gleeson and another stretcher-bearer who with great gallantry volunteered to go back and search for our leader. They took the light car and sped back towards the burning town. The ambulances went on with their cargo of wounded, and I was left in a car with one of the ladies while Dr. Munro was ministering to a man on the point of death.
And he wondered what Father Arnall and Paddy Barrett would have become and what Mr McGlade and Mr Gleeson would have become if they had not become jesuits. It was hard to think what because you would have to think of them in a different way with different coloured coats and trousers and with beards and moustaches and different kinds of hats. The door opened quietly and closed.
Tap, who had returned to the Rest, usually had a hand in the games that were going; and Gleeson, who mingled with the crowd as a stranger to the other, also joined in the fun, though mostly on the billiard-table. They were the only two who never lost.
When they were riding off, Gleeson, the Texan, looked at the youth and winked, but said nothing. Half-way to the camp, the three galloped over a ridge or swell in the prairie, when to their surprise they came upon the missing animals browsing just beyond. "That's lucky!" said the captain; "the job is going to be easier than I supposed.
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