Old Mr Duppo, it was--the father of Zack Duppo, the horse-breaker, who had recently been breaking in colts at Moongarr.
They stayed till the horses were found.

Mr Duppo had a housekeeper--now if Mrs Hensor had been like that housekeeper there could have been no cause for jealous scandal.

An aged dame, long, bony--dressed in a short green petticoat and tartan jacket, with a little checked shawl over her head and pinned under a bearded chin.

She poured tea out of a tin teapot and leaned over her master's chair at meal times to carve the salt beef.
Lady Bridget sketched the pair.

The old man roared over the sketch, but the housekeeper bore her a grudge for it, and afterwards had not a good word for the 'Ladyship' who had slipped out of her proper sphere into the Never-Never country.
There were plenty of other small adventures which would have made the hair of Lady Gaverick and her friends stand on end.