'I can't sit and hear you talk such rot.

Nobody can work better than you and Jim, when you like.

I wonder you don't leave such talk to fellows like Frowser, that's always spouting at the Shearers' Arms.' 'Nonsense or not, if a dry season comes and knocks all our work over, I shall help myself to some one's stuff that has more than he knows what to do with.' 'Why can't we all go shearing, and make as much as will keep us for six months ?' said George.

'I don't know what we'd do without the squatters.' 'Nor I either; more ways than one; but Jim and I are going shearing next week.

So perhaps there won't be any need for "duffing" after all.' 'Oh, Dick!' said Aileen, 'I can't bear to hear you make a joke of that kind of thing.