We were to be defended, and a lawyer fetched all the way from Sydney to fight our case for us.

The money was there.

Father managed the other part of it through people he had that did every kind of work for him; so when the judge came up we should have a show for it.
The weary long summer days--every one of them about twenty hours long--came to an end somehow or other.

It was so hot and close and I was that miserable I had two minds to knock my brains out and finish the whole thing.

I couldn't settle to read, as I did afterwards.