"Do you think we're going to fight the battles of a fellow like you, who hasn't pluck to come forward himself ?" "I've as much pluck as you," answered Nokes, "and am ready to fight you any day.

But I know when a man is to come forward and when he's not.

Hang me! I'm not so near hanging as some folks at Boolabong." We may imagine, therefore, that the night was not spent pleasantly among the Brownbies after these adventures.
There were, of course, very much cursing and swearing, and very many threats, before the party from Boolabong did retreat.

Their great point was, of coarse, this--that Heathcote was willfully firing the grass, and was, therefore, no better than an incendiary.

Of course they stoutly denied that the original fire had been intentional, and denied as stoutly that the original fire could be stopped by fires.
But at last they went, leaving Heathcote and his party masters of the battle-field.