Sisera was a coward, or they wouldn't have DOWNED him.' 'Ah, but there was Jael to be reckoned with,' put in Maule softly.
'Jael!' McKeith plugged his pipe energetically.

'The more fool Sisera for not giving Jael a wide berth.

He should have gone his way and kept her out of his affairs.' A hard little laugh rang from the depths of the squatter's chair.

Maule got up and strolled into the sitting-room, where he seemed engrossed in the pictures on the wall.

Just then Cudgee, the black boy, hailed McKeith from the foot of the steps.
'That fellow pollis man want'ing Massa.