Something tells me that there's bad luck before you.

But never mind, you'll never lose your sister if the luck's ever so bad.

Father sent word you and Jim were to meet him at Broken Creek and bring your whips with you.' 'What in the world's that for ?' I said, half speaking to myself.

'It looks as if there was a big mob to drive, and where's he to get a big mob there in that mountainous, beastly place, where the cattle all bolt like wallabies, and where I never saw twenty head together ?' 'He's got some reason for it,' said Aileen sorrowfully.

'If I were you I wouldn't go.