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Updated: August 16, 2024
The embarrassment began to wear off. "We'll get out of this, Mary," said Johnny. They're doing no good here, and growing up. It ain't doing justice to them; and, what's more, this life is killin' you, Mary. That settles it! I was blind. Let the jumpt-up selection go! It's making a wall-eyed bullock of me, Mary a dry-rotted rag of a wall-eyed bullock like Jimmy Nowlett's old Strawberry.
He rested Brummy on the ground while he had another pull at the bottle, and, before going on, packed the bag of bones on his shoulder under the body, and he soon stopped again. "The thunderin' jumpt-up bones is all skew-whift," he said. "'Ole on, Brummy, an' I'll fix 'em" and he leaned the dead man against a tree while he settled the bones on his shoulder, and took another pull at the bottle.
"Now, look a-here, Brummy," said he, shaking his finger severely at the delinquent, "I don't want to pick a row with yer; I'd do as much for yer an' more than any other man, an' well yer knows it; but if yer starts playin' any of yer jumpt-up pranktical jokes on me, and a-scarin' of me after a-humpin' of yer 'ome, by the 'oly frost I'll kick yer to jim-rags, so I will."
After watching for about an hour, he saw a black object coming over the ridge-pole. He grabbed his gun and fired. The thing disappeared. He ran round to the other side of the hut, and there was a great black goanna in violent convulsions on the ground. Then the old man saw it all. "The thunderin' jumpt-up thing has been a-havin' o' me," he exclaimed.
"The same cuss-o'-God wretch has a-follered me 'ome, an' has been a-havin' its Christmas dinner off of Brummy, an' a-hauntin' o' me into the bargain, the jumpt-up tinker!"
Presently he knelt down and examined the soles of the dead man's blucher boots, and then, rising with an air of conviction, exclaimed: "Brummy! by gosh! busted up at last! "I tole yer so, Brummy," he said impressively, addressing the corpse. "I allers told yer as how it 'ud be an' here y'are, you thundering jumpt-up cuss-o'-God fool.
He took a short cut this time over the ridge and down a gully which was full of ring-barked trees and long white grass. He had nearly reached its mouth when a great greasy black goanna clambered up a sapling from under his feet and looked fightable. "Dang the jumpt-up thing!" cried the old man. "It 'gin me a start!"
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