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He went on: 'Ninnis is mustering with Moongarr Bill and the others, a good way off, and they're camping out to-night.... That leaves only Joe Casey and the other extra hand. Ninnis put me in authority here. Somebody has got to take command, and it must be either you, Lady Bridget, or myself. Perhaps I'm the best qualified of the two.... She laughed shakily in assent.
He jumped on to the veranda, clicked his teeth in an admiring ejaculation as he gazed at Lady Bridget. 'My word! BUJERI feller White Mary you! ... new feller Mithsis belonging to Boss. My word! Then as McKeith drew up his horses in front of the hotel, Wombo and Moongarr Bill sprang to the heads of wheelers and leaders.
After the interchange of one or two remarks, Lady Bridget had no doubt of being friends with Moongarr Bill, and Moongarr Bill decided that for a dashed new-chum woman, Lady Bridget had a remarkable knowledge of horseflesh.
The second letter was from the Manager of the Bank of Leichardt's Land, regretfully conveying the decision of the Board that, failing immediate repayment of the loan, the mortgage on Moongarr station must be foreclosed and that in due course a representative of the Bank would arrive to take over the property.
I don't think Mr McKeith would bring Harris to Moongarr he knows I can't bear him. 'Well, I reckon that's up to you to square with the Boss, repeated Ninnis surlily. 'I'm told Harris is on the look-out for desperate characters going along the Leura these unionist organisers dropping in at stations on pretence of getting rations and spying out the land, and calling on the men to join them.
What a contrast between the romantic hero of her dreams and the figure of the black-boy before her. Wombo had been in the wars. Very little was left of the trim understudy of Moongarr Bill.
Wombo catch him PHO PHO. Plenty quick husband belonging to me TUMBLE DOWN. And Oola wailed anew. 'Where's Wombo now? Bridget asked. Pollis-man close-up black's camp. That feller Harris catch 'im Wombo fetch um long-a Tunumburra gaol. Mine think it stop to-night Moongarr. Close-up station now. Lady Bridget at once saw through the affair.
Harris had never before stayed the night at Moongarr, and he had confidently expected to be received with honour. Thus he regarded Lady Bridget's speech as an insult. 'Oh, I'm not one to force my company where it is not wanted, he blustered.
'Oh, I wonder that you can spare Ninnis, she returned bitterly. 'I suppose you'd want Moongarr Bill still more on the run. But there's Joe Casey I daresay somebody else can milk the cows, and get up wood and water. Or there's Cudgee I don't mind who goes with me.... I can drive myself. 'My God! do you imagine I'd put a black-boy or anyone but my own trusted overseer in charge of you!
He brought out another collection notebooks, papers, bundles of letters dating much further back than his occupation of Moongarr salvage from the wreck of his old home. His mother's workbox; his father's SHAKESPEARE; the family Bible a piteous catalogue. He looked long at the book and the photographs.
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