'We must brand these calves before dark.
One of you can go to that gunyah, just under the range where that big white rock is, and you'll find tea and sugar and something to eat.' Jim rushed off at once, while I sulkily began to put some bark and twigs together and build a fire.
'What's the use of all this cross work ?' I said to father; 'we're bound to be caught some day if we keep on at it.

Then there'll be no one left to take care of mother and Aileen.' He looked rather struck at this, and then said quietly-- 'You and your brother can go back now.

Never say I kept you against your will.

You may as well lend a hand to brand these calves; then you may clear out as soon as you like.' Well, I didn't quite like leaving the old chap in the middle of the work like that.

I remember thinking, like many another young fool, I suppose, that I could draw back in time, just after I'd tackled this job.
Draw back, indeed! When does a man ever get the chance of doing that, once he's regularly gone in for any of the devil's work and wages?
He takes care there isn't much drawing back afterwards.