Here, clear out, the boy's comin' round.
Go the front way, an' make for the paddocks.

I'll go up the gully.

Look slippy!' A few seconds after the men had left the house Dick scrambled to his feet, and stood for a moment in a confused condition of mind, rubbing his injured head.

Then he took up his hat and lantern, and stumbled from the room.

As yet he had only a vague idea of what had happened, and his head felt very large and full of fly-wheels, as he expressed it later; but a few moments in the open air served to revive him.