I cannot bear shooting the poor brutes.

Let us move out of this, homeward, to-morrow morning." Just before dark, who should come riding down from the station but Dick!--evidently in pain, but making believe that he was quite comfortable.
"Why, Dick, my boy," I said, "I thought you were in bed; you ought to be, at any rate." "Oh, there's nothing much the matter with me, Mr.Hamlyn," he said.
"You will have some trouble with these fellows, unless I am mistaken.

I was told to look after you once, and I mean to do it." (He referred to the letter that Lee had sent him years before.) That night Owen stayed with us at the camp.

We set a watch, and he took the morning spell.

Everything passed off quietly; but when we came to examine our cattle in the morning, the lot that James had brought in the night before were gone.
The river, flooded when we first came, had now lowered considerably, so that the cattle could cross if they really tried.