There he is, for a hundred pounds." A faint "halloo!" sounded above the war of the weather; and Lee, putting his hand to his mouth, replied with that strange cry, so well known to all Australians--"Coee." A man was now heard approaching through the darkness, now splashing deep into some treacherous moss hole with a loud curse, now blundering among loose-lying blocks of stone.

Lee waited till he was quite close, and then seizing a bunch of gorse lighted it at his fire and held it aloft; the bright blaze fell full upon the face and features of George Hawker.
"A cursed place and a cursed time," he began, "for an appointment.

If you had wanted to murder me, I could have understood it.

But I am pretty safe, I think; your interests don't lie that way." "Well, well, you see," returned Lee, "I don't want any meetings on the cross up at my place in the village.

The whole house ain't mine, and we don't know who may be listening.