Yairs! Should just think I was." "Not to a lubra, I suppose ?" "Lubra, no! A hot-tempered faggot of a woman I met at Pike's pub.

I lived with her three weeks and left her there.

I haven't seen her this six years." "Did you and she have some er--differences, then ?" said Carew.
"Differences?
No I We had fights--plenty fights.

You see, it was this way.

I hadn't long got these two gins; and just before the rains the wild geese come down in thousands to breed, and the blacks all clear out and camp by the lagoons, and kill geese and eat eggs and young ones all day long, till they near bust.