He'll be safe at the head of the gully in the gidia scrub.' 'I promise you that he shall be safe in the gidia scrub before sunrise to-morrow.

Trust me.' She shook her head.

'But I can't take services from you, after....' she began hastily and then stopped.
'You call that a service! Yes--to humanity, if you like.

Oh, I know.
After yesterday evening.

NOW, you blame me for being true to myself....
All that has got to be settled between us, Bridget--for good and all.