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"Supposition, Alf; and strained supposition at that. But why should you trouble your mind about these things?" "There was no supposition on the station where the things were found, nor on the station the tank-sinker had left, when they compared notes.
The tank-sinker told him that his first wife had died soon after leaving the Maroo, and that he had changed his mind about going to New Zealand. Am I making myself clear?" "Yes; so far. You know the man you're speaking of?" "Slightly. I delivered goods to him once on the Maroo, and casually heard the scandal that was in the air.
And, sure enough, there lay the child's little coppertoed boots, where she had taken them off when her feet got sore, and walked on in her socks. It was just then that a tank-sinker drove up, with Dan and his dog in the buggy." "Poor old Rory!" I interposed. "Much excited?" "Well no. But there was a look of suspense in his face that was worse.
Before the first match was struck, a sound of subdued voices behind us notified the coming of two more interlopers. One of these was Stevenson, a tank-sinker, now on his way northward with twenty-two fresh horses fresh, by the way, only in respect of their new branch of industry, for the draft was made-up entirely of condemned coachers from Hay, and broken-down cab-horses from Victoria.
"Well," resumed Mosey, after a pause, "as I was tellin' you, this cove he was there; an' it so happened his near side leader had got bit with a snake, an' died; an' as luck would have it, he'd sold the pick of his bullicks to a tank-sinker, an' bought steers in theyre place; an' he had n't another bullick fit to shove in the near side lead to tackle sich a road as he'd got in front of him.
Again Bill, emboldened by the unholy afflatus caught from his earlier life, gave notice to the manager; this time following up his action by buying a horse and spring-cart from a tank-sinker, and conditionally selling his own two horses.
He was manager of an adjoining station at the time. "Now let me tell you another true story," pursued Alf dreamily. "Five years ago, I knew a man on the Maroo, a tank-sinker, with a wife and two children. The wife got soft on a young fellow at the camp; and everybody, except the husband, saw how things stood. Presently the husband began to circulate the report that he was going to New Zealand.
"Two years afterward, a flock was sold off the station I was speaking of, for Western Queensland; and one of the station men went with the drover's party, to see the sheep delivered. Curious coincidence: he met on the new station his old acquaintance, the tank-sinker, with his two children and a second wife.
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