Poor fellows, it must be very dull for them over there.

Fancy, week after week without seeing anyone but their father, the station-hands, and the sheep! Now that you're here, I expect they'll come more than ever." As she spoke, the tramp of a horse's hoofs was heard in the yard and, looking out, Miss Grant saw a duplicate of Poss dismounting from a duplicate of Poss's horse.

And Mrs.Gordon, looking over her shoulder, said, "Here's Binjie.

I thought he'd be here before long." "Why do they call him Binjie ?" asked Miss Grant, watching the new arrival tying up his horse.

"What does it mean ?" "It's a blackfellow's word, meaning stomach," said the old lady.