6/16 I'm a bit behind time, but I lost an hour looking for a hole to fill my water bag at--And then I could not drink out of it--for a demed old pleuro bullock had got there first and died in it. My word, Boss, you'll be in a fix if it don't rain before long.' McKeith made an angry gesture. He spoke sharply to the horses. The two men rode round the kitchen-wing and dismounted at the paling fence, which made the fourth side of the little square. |