Perhaps not.

These wire fences stop a deal of cross-work; but it was done then, you take my word for it--a man's word as hasn't that long to live that it's worth while to lie--and it all came out right; that is as far as our getting safe over, selling the cattle, and having the money in our pockets.
We kept on working by all sorts of outside tracks on the main line of road--a good deal by night, too--for the first two or three hundred miles.

After we crossed the Adelaide border we followed the Darling down to the Murray.

We thought we were all right, and got bolder.

Starlight had changed his clothes, and was dressed like a swell--away on a roughish trip, but still like a swell.
'They were his cattle; he had brought them from one of his stations on the Narran.