'But perhaps she knows all that,' he added in the same soliloquy.
On the Wednesday morning they left Melbourne by the 6 A.M.train for Albury, which latter place they reached the same day, about 2 P.M., having then crossed the Murray river, and passed into the colony of New South Wales.

Here they stayed but a few hours and then went on by coach on their journey to Nobble.

From one wretched vehicle they were handed on to another, never stopping anywhere long enough to go to bed,--three hours at one wretched place and five at another,--travelling at the rate of six miles an hour, bumping through the mud and slush of the bush roads, and still going on for three days and three nights.

This was roughing it indeed.

Even Dick complained, and said that, of all the torments prepared for wicked mortals on earth, this Australian coaching was the worst.