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Updated: May 22, 2025
A Gentleman Sharper and Steelman Sharper Steelman and Smith had been staying at the hotel for several days in the dress and character of bushies down for what they considered a spree. The gentleman sharper from the Other Side had been hanging round them for three days now.
Swiftly he ran, dodging among the catclaw and the prickly pear like a half-back carrying the ball through a broken field. His objective was the place where the arroyo opened to a draw. At this precise spot Steelman had located his derrick. The tower no longer tapered gauntly to the sky.
But Steelman came down in the world again and picked up Smith on the road, and they battled round together for another year or so; and at last they were in Wellington Steelman "flush" and stopping at an hotel, and Smith stumped, as usual, and staying with a friend. One night they were drinking together at the hotel, at the expense of some mugs whom Steelman was "educating." It was raining hard.
His friend had told him that Crawford's fate hung in the balance. Unless oil flowed very soon in paying quantities he was a ruined man. The control of the Jackpot properties would probably pass into the hands of Steelman. The cattleman would even lose the ranches which had been the substantial basis of his earlier prosperity.
"We'll risk that, me 'n' you both, for if I'm taken it's liable to be bad luck for you too.... Gimme something to eat and drink." Steelman found a bottle of whiskey and a glass, then foraged for food in the kitchen. He returned with the shank of a ham and a loaf of bread. His fear was ill-disguised.
Moreover, he contrived to attach himself to the armourer's party, in a manner that either Alderman Headley himself, or Tibble Steelman, would effectually have prevented; but which Kit Smallbones had not sufficient moral weight to hinder, even if he had had a greater dislike to being treated as a boon companion by a knight who had seen the world, could appreciate good ale, and tell all manner of tales of his experiences.
Steelman got the weather question satisfactorily settled; then he said: "You seem to be getting on with the railway." "Oh yes, we are about over the worst of it." "The worst of it?" echoed Steelman, with mild surprise: "I should have thought you were just coming into it," and he pointed to the ridge ahead. "Oh, our section doesn't go any further than that pole you see sticking up yonder.
The presence of the outlaw, if discovered, would bring him trouble; and Doble was so unruly he might out of sheer ennui or bravado let it be known he was there. "I'll get you the money first thing in the mornin'," promised Steelman. Doble poured himself a large drink and took it at a swallow. "I would, Brad." "No use you puttin' yoreself in unnecessary danger." "Or you. Don't hand me my hat, Brad.
After walking a hundred yards in a silence which might have been ominous and was certainly pregnant the sharper said: "Well... I tried the water." "Yes!" said Steelman in a nervous tone. "And how did you find it?" "Just as warm as I thought. Warm for a big splash." "How? Did you lose the ten quid?" "Lose it! What did you take me for? I put ten to your ten as I told you I would.
They came to a lonely shanty, about two camps west of Bourke. "We'll turn off into the scrub and strike the track the other side of the shanty and come back to it," said Steelman. "You see, if they see us coming into Bourke they'll say to themselves, `Oh, we're never likely to see these chaps again, and they won't give us anything, or, perhaps, only a pinch of tea or sugar in a big lump of paper.
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