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"Quick, quick," cried Harry, shoving Hector up, "it will be upon us in a few seconds, and may carry the ladder away." On it came, surging up against the walls of the house. Reggy caught hold of Hector's hand and handed him up on the branch. "We must get higher up than this," he shouted; "look there! look there!" Harry again turned round. The house seemed literally to melt away before the flood.
"So could I two dozen, for that matter," said Reggy. Paul had, therefore, no sinecure in filling the pannikins. Bruce had in the meantime quenched his thirst. At last, as Harry said, "having taken off the edge of their thirst," Bendigo and the horses might now drink. The steeds were then hobbled, and preparations made for camping.
Nevertheless, in spite of this expedition, the officers lounged about smoking until every trace of the festivity had vanished. Reggy found himself standing near Peter. "You know," he said, confidentially, "I don't think the colonel has a very high opinion of your pets, the Indians.
"What would I not give for a large, juicy water-melon?" exclaimed Harry. "Don't talk about such a thing," said Reggy; "still I shouldn't mind a few bunches of grapes." "They are sour enough now," observed Paul; "but cheer up, the trees look thicker, and we shall come on water soon, or I am very much mistaken." Mr Hayward had spoken but little during the day.
He did not awake Harry and Reggy, who slept on, notwithstanding Bruce's barking and his conversation with Bendigo. The black roused up Paul at daybreak. "Stay here; me go look round. Black fellows near, I tinkee." Harry and Reggy soon got up, and shook themselves the only dressing operation they had to perform. "I vote we go down and have a bathe," exclaimed Harry.
As they hoped their journey westward was now terminated, they ventured to shoot as many parrots and pigeons as would serve them for an ample meal. This done, they lighted their fire, leaving Reggy to cook the birds, while Paul, Harry, and Bendigo went down to the scrub on the bank of the river to cut a pine suitable for a flag-staff.
"Cling to the boughs like grim death," answered Harry; "it won't sink, and we shall be floated to shore somehow or other." The darkness of the night contributed to make the position of the three lads even more trying than it had been during the day. Notwithstanding Harry's assertions, even Reggy could not help fearing that the tree might be carried away.
"Come, old fellow, you're shut up, after all," exclaimed Harry, triumphantly, "and it is time to go to bed. I'm off to our hut. Come along, Reggy; Paul went there an hour ago." Family prayers were over. The two lads, wishing their fathers and mothers and all hands good night, set off to their abode.
See! there are others coming from an opposite direction, they are either going to have a corrobberee or a fight, perhaps both; we must take care not to be discovered. They are so intent on what they are about, however, that they are not likely to observe us." "I should like to see what they are going to do," said Reggy. "We need not retreat, I suppose?" "Oh, no! let us stop," said Harry.
Reggy could scarcely believe that it was the same stream he had seen the day before, as it now went foaming and rushing by, carrying huge trunks of trees and dead cattle in its vortex, while it appeared four times as broad as before. "We have often had it as high as this in a rainy season, although it has seldom risen so high at other times," said Paul.
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