"It is very hard work for one man.

I'm used to this sort of thing.

Hadn't I better stay ?" "No," said Nic firmly.

"You heard my orders.

Go." He pointed across the enclosure, and Leather went without a word.
"Now," said Nic, "finish those sheep." Brookes muttered low threat after threat of what he would do, but he went on dressing the sheep; and Nic turned, walked back to the house, altered his mind, and went right away toward the bush, but his nerves were all of a quiver, as he thought over the meeting to come with his father, and he did not fire his gun that day..