He thought of the two bushmen whom Peggy had nursed through the fever with rough tenderness; and then, turning suddenly, he found Peggy standing at his elbow.
For a second neither spoke.

Then Considine said, with an air of forced jauntiness, "Well, Peggy, you won't be comin' to England with me, then ?" "Haven't been asked," said Peggy.
"I heard you was goin' to settle at Kiley's Crossin', lending money to the cockatoos." Peggy looked at him with a meaning glance.
"Ye should know me better nor that, Paddy," she said.
This cleared the way tremendously.

The gaunt bushman hitched himself a little nearer, and spoke in an insinuating way.

"I'm pretty tired of this case meself, I dunno how you feel about it." "Tired!" said Peggy.

"I'm wore out.