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Old Mr Duppo, it was the father of Zack Duppo, the horse-breaker, who had recently been breaking in colts at Moongarr. They stayed till the horses were found. Mr Duppo had a housekeeper now if Mrs Hensor had been like that housekeeper there could have been no cause for jealous scandal.
Every now and then, he would creep on tip-toe to the veranda railings and gaze out upon the lurid smoke which it seemed to him was thickening over the horizon. When the sun was risen he washed and dressed and went up to the Bachelors' Quarters where Mrs Hensor was already about and gave him tea and food, which he badly needed.
Take it back to the Quarters and tell your mother to give you a slice, or perhaps her ladyship will cut it for you. He trotted off in the direction of the gully and of the roar of cattle. Lady Bridget could see the heaving backs of the mob, and could hear the shouts of the stockmen as they rounded the beasts to the crossing. Tommy Hensor looked up pleadingly to her, holding out the pawpaw apple.
'Maggie told me you'd been out in the rain last night, and had caught cold, and I thought Mr McKeith would wish me to ask if I could do anything, Mrs Hensor said. Lady Bridget sat up in bed, for the moment her most haughty self. 'Thank you; but there's no occasion for you to trouble, Mrs Hensor. I would have sent for you if I had required your services.
'I don't know what you mean. I had to speak to Mrs Hensor about beds being wanted up there, and of course I asked her how things had been going on. 'And did she tell you that she had been inhuman and insolent? 'Inhuman... Insolent! 'She spoke to me impudently. She defied my orders. 'I am given to understand that she was carrying out mine, said McKeith slowly.
'And if that's so, Mrs Hensor was in the right. 'You put that woman before ME before your wife? 'There's not another woman in the universe I'd put before my wife. But that's no reason for my giving in to her when she does what I know to be folly. 'I see. You call an act of common humanity folly doing what one could to relieve the agony of a fellow creature.
He is another of Mrs Hensor's rejected suitors. That speaks for itself. 'Strange that Mrs Hensor should reject so many suitors without apparent reason, said Maule. Bridget did not seem able to bear any more. Her head drooped upon her hands, her shoulders heaved convulsively. 'I don't know what to do I am alone. It's an insult to talk to me in this way.
In a short time McKeith came back, booted and spurred, and stood as before looking at her with forbidding sternness. 'You'd better have stopped quiet. I've told Mrs Hensor to come down and look after you. She knows what to do. Bridget cried out passionately: 'I won't have that woman in my room. How dare you tell her to come near me. 'Dare! That seems a queer way to put it.
Lady Bridget heard Mrs Hensor shriek and saw her husband drag the child to the veranda and examine him anxiously, Mrs Hensor bending with him. Then McKeith lifted up Tommy and kissed and patted him almost as if he had been the boy's father. It always gave Bridget a queer little spasm of regret to see Colin's obvious affection for the little fellow.
That move had lain outside his calculations. He had gleaned enough from Mrs Hensor, as well as from his own observation, to feel sure that Maule and Lady Bridget were in love with each other, and he had never supposed that they would part so abruptly. The head-station was very shorthanded in the absence of Ninnis and the stockmen, and Harris had been obliged to go out by himself on the man-hunt.
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