One of them, Dick Harris by name, answered: "We are a burden to the authorities here.

They would be glad to be rid of us without the trouble and expense of sending us to England, where, no doubt, we would get the rope's end of the law.

Last night when you paid us off, we stayed out late.

When we got back at the jail we had to knock again and again.

At last the jailer called out: 'Who's there ?' We gave our names, when he exclaimed: 'Now if you blasted shell-backs can't get home at a reasonable hour, you can stay out.