How wonderful the stars were!...

There was the Southern Cross with its pointers, and the Pleiades.

And that bright star above the tops of the trees, which seemed to throw a distinct ray of light, must be Venus....
The moon was high enough to cast shadows--black--distorted.

The low clumps of shrubs beyond the carpet of grass looked like strange couched beasts....
As she stood by the rocks at the creek edge, she heard her husband speaking to Moongarr Bill, who seemed to be walking down along the sandy bed.
'Horses all right, Bill ?' 'Oh, ay--just a possum up a tree gev Julius Caesar a start....

Been digging a decent bath-hole for the ladyship in the morning, boss.
There's plenty there.' 'I wish it was as near the surface at Moongarr, Bill.