The Brownbies were rascals, and should therefore be exterminated.
And the Brownbies knew well the estimation in which their neighbour held them.

Harry had made himself altogether disagreeable to them.
They were squatters as well as he--or at least so they termed themselves; and though they would not have expected to be admitted to home intimacies, they thought that when they were met out-of-doors or in public places, they should be treated with some respect.

On such occasions Harry treated them as though they were dirt beneath his feet.

The Brownbies would be found, whenever a little money came among them, at the public billiard-rooms and race-courses within one hundred and fifty miles of Boolabong.

At such places Harry Heathcote was never seen.