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Updated: June 11, 2025
Burton and the Peetrees had resolved to try a new rush before Done called at the shanty again. 'I have come to say goodbye, Mrs. Ben, he said to the big washerwoman, 'and to thank you for a thousand kindnesses. 'Thank me for nothing! cried Mrs. Kyley. 'Is it true you are off on the wallaby again? 'We shall start for Simpson's Ranges in the morning.
Oh, Aurora, my dear girl, it's a bad, bad business! The tears were trickling down Mrs. Ben's plump cheeks. 'Why, Mary, what else has happened? Mrs. Kyley had set her large bulk before the girl, barring the door. 'You'd better not go in yet awhile, Joy darling. 'What is it is it Ben? 'No, no, it's not Ben, but someone is in there who is hurt pretty badly.
Ben Kyley followed the police out, and presently returned and nodded to Mary, who seized her jug and dived through the canvas partition. She was back again in a minute with a jug full of spirits. 'My shout, lads! she cried. 'Roll up, and drink the health and long life of Mary Kyley!
Done put him off with the left, and drove in a right-hand blow that took Pete on the point of the chin, sending him to earth, helpless and hopelessly beaten. 'Jimmy Done's the winner, said Kyley authoritatively, when a measure of quiet was restored, 'an' I don't mind sayin' I ain't seen a prettier bit o' fightin' this five year.
Kyley stormed at Jim, highly vociferous and wildly pantomimic, but good-natured and sympathetic at bottom, for there was a vagabondish harmony between the two women that made them fast friends, and caused Mary Kyley to feel a share in Aurora's happiness.
Aurora stood for some minutes turning the nugget over and over in her fingers; then she moved to the shanty door and looked in, but turned away with a muttered exclamation, and went to the entrance of the back tent. 'You'll have to attend to those brutes in there, she said to Mary Kyley.
True, she lacked the intellectual superiority with which he had endowed his defiant Dulcinea, but he had even forgotten to take delight in his own mental excellence of late, so that did matter. He only concerned himself with living now. He was quite at his ease in Aurora's society, and the atmosphere on the Kyley establishment pleased him.
'Dance, alauna machree! cried Aurora. The flute piped higher, a hundred voices took up the cry, and Mary was conquered. Gathering a bunch of skirts in either hand, the big woman commenced a step. Aurora enlivened it with quaint, melodious Irish cries, the men roared encouragement, and presently Mary Kyley was dancing with heart and soul and every ounce of energy. Dancing was a passion with Mrs.
'No, ma'am, I don't drink, answered Wallis from the door. 'Then, sergeant, commit your nose for perjury. It's bearing false witness against you all over the field. There was a yell of laughter, interspersed with the usual cries of 'Jo! as Wallis passed out after his men, and the diggers bombarded Mrs. Kyley with the bundles of washing that had been hastily distributed amongst them.
Kyley's tent, for the Kyleys had shifted their prosperous business to the vicinity of Bakery Hill a month before. At the tent-door she was met by Mary. 'He is not amongst the dead, thank God! said Aurora, 'and he's not with the prisoners. Jim is safe, but poor Mike Burton 'Wounded, is he? 'Dead. Shot through the head. Mrs. Kyley threw up her hands. 'My God! she said. 'The poor lad!
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