'All right,' said I, 'he must have got there a day before his time.

It is a big mob and no mistake.

I wonder where they're taking them to.' Aileen shrugged her shoulders and walked in to mother with a look of misery and despair on her face such as I never saw there before.
She knew it was no use talking to me now.

The idea of going out to meet a large lot of unknown cattle had strongly excited us, as would have been the case with every bush-bred lad.

All sorts of wonders passed through our minds as we walked down the creek bank, with our bridles in our hands, towards where our horses usually fed.