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"It wouldn't have made any difference whether it was you or me, so he thought he had a sure thing of it. That's what he's here for." It was evident from these words that each of the speakers was satisfied as to the identity of the one that had fired the well-nigh fatal shot. Gleeson named him immediately. "I warned the cap, when he hired that Comanche, that we would have trouble with him.
"Don't know about a record, mate; but it's been a teaser coming up the ridge," one of the men answered. "Many more behind?" Peters asked. The men laughed. "The whole of Boulder Creek," one answered. "Don't you want a feed?" Gleeson asked. "Don't mind if I do," each man answered, as he rose from his swag, and moved over to the place where the "tucker" was.
Then they left him to recover, while they gave their attention to the meal which had been so unceremoniously postponed. When they had finished, they turned their attention again to Gleeson.
But there were mosquitos in millions, bandicoots hopping close to the fire, and monkey-bears, night hawks, owls, 'possums and dingoes, holding a corroboree hideous enough to break the sleep of the dead. After breakfast the horses were saddled for home. Philip carried his revolver in his belt, and Gleeson had a shot-gun.
The discovery which checked Oscar Gleeson was the presence of nearly all the Comanches within a hundred feet of the warriors that were holding their conference with him. The signs could not be mistaken, and the Texan abandoned the hopeless scheme he had formed.
You'll have to clear out of that," Gleeson shouted as he rushed up. "That's our shaft," Walker yelled as he rushed up to the man sitting over the hole. A shout of derision came from the two men, and was echoed up and down the creek as each fossicker turned round to enjoy the spectacle of a "jump" at the outset of the field.
The six men looked at one another for a few moments without speaking. Both Gleeson and McCarthy had the Tipperary temper, and it did not remain idle long. "Well," asked Gleeson, "is anything the matter?" "I dinna ken yet," said Burridge. "Did na ye hear a gunshot just now?" "Yes, I fired at a kangaroo." "A kangaroo, eh? Are you sure it was a kangaroo?" "Yes, it was a kangaroo. What of that?
He went out the points he had boastingly offered ahead of the Birralong champion, and a gleam and a flash went round the room as the men realized what it meant the combined wealth of the crowd belonged to the three. "Double or quits," Gleeson cried, as he faced round on Tony. "Done," he answered; and Gleeson glanced round the room. "Are you on?" he asked.
"Dry up," Palmer Billy snarled. "We'll tell you when to talk." Taking up one of the picks, he stepped in front of Gleeson, and held the pick so that the point of it rested on the crown of his head. Peters, following a hint, took up another, and stood by the side, holding it over his shoulder as though ready to strike.
"What price that?" he asked, with a mixture of savagery and contempt in his voice. "Here, get up," he went on before they could answer him, as he stirred Gleeson roughly with his foot. "Get up on to yer bended knees, or I'll sink a shaft through you as you lay." Gleeson, fearful and subdued, scrambled up as he was told.
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