The house was terrible lonesome when they were all away.
I remarked, "Oho!" and asked whether she knew if Mr.Troubridge was at Toonarbin.
No, she said; he was away again at Port Phillip with store cattle; making a deal of money, she understood, and laying out a deal for the Major in land.

She wished he would marry Mrs.Hawker and settle down, for he was a pleasant gentleman, and fine company in a house.

Wouldn't I get off and have a bit of cold wild duck and a glass of sherry?
Certainly I would.

So I gave my horse to the groom and went in.

I had hardly cut the first rich red slice from the breast of a fat teal, when I heard a light step in the passage, and in walked my man Dick.