My word! Wombo catch him PHO PHO.
Plenty quick husband belonging to me TUMBLE DOWN.' And Oola wailed anew.
'Where's Wombo now ?' Bridget asked.
'Blackfeller YAN (run) along-a pollis-man.

Pollis-man close-up black's camp.

That feller Harris catch 'im Wombo--fetch um long-a Tunumburra gaol.

Mine think it stop to-night Moongarr.

Close-up station now.' Lady Bridget at once saw through the affair.