He told me about a gun you have with a great many notches on the barrel of it, and he said that each notch represented a black-fellow that you had killed.' 'I never killed a black-fellow except in fair fight, or under lawful provocation.

Many a time one of them has sneaked a spear at me from behind a gum tree; and I'd have been done for if I hadn't been keeping a sharp look-out.' 'But you were taking their land,' Lady Bridget exclaimed impetuously, 'you had come, an invader, into their territory.

What right had you to do that?
You were the aggressor.

And you can't judge them by the moral laws of civilised humanity.

They fought in the only way they understood.' 'Lady Bridget, there are moral laws, which all humanity--civilised or savage understands.