'But it will do for a shake-down for to-night.

If the steamer had come in earlier I'd have taken you straight up to Fig Tree Mount, where the buggy will be waiting for us; and after that we'll begin our camping out, and you'll be in the real Bush.

But we've lost the train, and must wait till daylight to-morrow.

You'll be tired my dear--and you must be feeling strange,' he added kindly.

'I'll go and have your traps brought up and leave you to fix yourself.