We could see they were all belonging to Mr.Hunter and Mr.Falkland.How they came to leave them all so long unbranded I can't say.

Very careless they often are on these large cattle-stations, so that sharp people like father and the Dalys, and a lot more, get an easy chance at them.
Whatever father was going to do with them all when he had branded 'em, we couldn't make out.
'There's no place to tail or wean 'em,' whispered Jim.

'We're not above thirty miles from Banda in a straight line.

These cows are dead sure to make straight back the very minute they're let out, and very nice work it'll look with all these calves with our brand on sucking these cows.' Father happened to come round for a hot brand just as Jim finished.
'Never you mind about the weaning,' he snarled.

'I shan't ask you to tail them either.