You won't know us when you marry the owner of Kuryong.

What's she like, Gav?
Pretty girl, ain't she?
Has she any sense ?" "Much as you have," growled Blake.
"Oh, don't get nasty.

Only I thought you were a bit shook on the governess there--what about that darnce at the Show ball, eh?
I say, you couldn't lend us a tenner till Saturday ?" "No, I could not--" And this was the literal truth, for Gavan Blake had run himself right out of money, and was living on credit--not an enviable position at any time, and one doubly insupportable to a man of his temperament.

And again his thoughts went back to the girl he had saved, and he pondered how different things might have been--might, perhaps, still be..