They're organising, as they call it, already all along the Leura.' The Governor asked to have the Labour situation explained from the squatters' point of view; and for a few minutes McKeith forgot to look at Lady Bridget.

He was on his own ground and knew what he was talking about.
'It's this way,' he began.

'You see, though, I'm cattle--and I'm the furthest squatter out my way.

But there are a few sheep stations down the river, and there isn't an unlimited supply of either cattle-hands or shearers, so we've got to look sharp about hiring them.

Now, last year, we--of course I'm classing myself with the sheep-owners, for we all stand together--hired our shearers for seventeen shillings and sixpence a day.