As I said before, you have good friends around you, and you at least are innocent." "Guilty! guilty!" she cried.

"Guilty of my father's death! Read me this horrible riddle, Lee." "Wait and listen," said Lee, unable to forego, even in her terror, the great pleasure that all his class have of spinning a yarn, and using as many words as possible.

"See here.

We came by Lake George, you know, and heard everywhere accounts of a great gang of bushrangers being out.
So we didn't feel exactly comfortable, you see.

We came by a bush public-house, and Mr.Troubridge stops, and says he, 'Well, lad, suppose we yard these rams an hour, and take drink in the parlour ?' 'All right,' I says, with a wink, 'but the tap for me, if you please.
That's my place, and I'd like to see if I can get any news of the whereabouts of the lads as are sticking up all round, because, if they're one way, I'd as lief be another.' 'All right,' says he.