I'll know the place again.

Some day we'll get a few of the right sort to come with us, and we'll just go there quietly, as if we didn't mean anything, and then, all of a sudden, we'll turn in and break the whole place up! Come and have a drink now." They had a silent drink in the deserted club.

The mind of each was filled with a sickening sense of defeat, and without much conversation they retired to bed.

They thanked heaven that the Bo'sun, Pinnock, and Gillespie had disappeared.
Even then Fate hadn't quite finished with the bushman.

A newly-joined member of the club, he had lived a life in which he had to shift for himself, and the ways of luxury were new to him.