But there's Joe Casey--I daresay somebody else can milk the cows, and get up wood and water.

Or there's Cudgee--I don't mind who goes with me....

I can drive myself.' 'My God! do you imagine I'd put a black-boy--or anyone but my own trusted overseer in charge of you! What are you thinking of to talk like that ?' He took a few steps along the veranda, moving with uncertain gait; then stopped and leaned heavily against the wall.

In a few seconds he had recovered himself, and came back to her, speaking quietly.
'I will think out things and arrange it all.

You'll be perfectly safe with Ninnis, I think it would be better for you to sleep one night at old Duppo's place.