There's fresh horses for the buggy there--I've got Alexander and Roxalana in the paddock now--they're the best....' Oh, how could he bear that those horses, of the dream-drive, should take her away from him! He went on in the same matter-of-fact manner.
'I expect the answer to the cablegram will get as quickly as if Harry the Blower took it, if you send it from Crocodile Creek yourself.

And there's your packing--there's not much time, but you won't want to take a lot of things.

Anything you cared about could go afterwards.' 'Go afterwards--What do you mean?
I want to take nothing--nothing except a few clothes.' 'Ah well--it doesn't matter--As you said--nothing matters now....

Well, I'll go and see Ninnis, and settle about to-morrow....

Then there's money....' he stopped at the edge of the steps leading down to the Old Humpey, looking back at her--'what you'll need for the passage--and afterwards--I know what you'll be thinking; but I can arrange for it with the Bank manager at Leuraville.' A mocking demon rose in her.
'Please don't let yourself be inconvenienced.