And long after the women had gone to bed in the drays, and the moon was riding high in the heavens, James and myself, Troubridge and the Major, sat before the fire; and we heard, for the first time, of all that had gone on since we left England, and of all poor Mary's troubles.

Then each man rolled himself in his blanket, and slept soundly under the rustling forest-boughs.
In the bright cool morning, ere the sun was up, and the belated opossum had run back to his home in the hollow log, James and I were afoot, looking after our horses.

We walked silently side by side for a few minutes, until he turned and said:-- "Jeff, old fellow, of course you will go on with them, and stay until they are settled ?" "Jim, old fellow," I replied, "of course you will go on with them, and stay till they are settled ?" He pondered a few moments, and then said, "Well, why not?
I suppose she can be to me still what she always was?
Yes, I will go with them." When we returned to the dray we found them all astir, preparing for a start.

Mrs.Buckley, with her gown tucked up, was preparing breakfast, as if she had been used to the thing all her life.

She had an imperial sort of way of manoeuvring a frying-pan, which did one good to see.