I am sorry that you should be in trouble, but I do not know that I can help you." Harry's passion was now very high, and his resolution to be cool was almost thrown to the winds.

Medlicot had said many things which were odious to him.

In the first place, there had been a tone of insufferable superiority, so Harry thought, and that, too, when he himself had divested himself of all the superiority naturally attached to his position, and had frankly appealed to Medlicot as a neighbor.

And then this new-fangled sugar grower had told him that he was not English, and had said grand words, and had altogether made himself objectionable.

What did this man know of the Australian bush, that he should dare to talk of this or that as being wrong because it was un-English! In England there were police to guard men's property.
Here, out in the Australian forests, a man must guard his own, or lose it.