"Where ?" he asked.
Oom Sam pointed westward through the bush.
"Down by creek-side." The King was thoughtful "Rum come all right ?" he asked.
Oom Sam pointed to the papers.
"Say so there," he declared.

"All quite plain." The King grinned.

It was not regal, but he certainly did it.

If white men come too near they must be shot--carefully and from ambush.

He leaned back with the air of desiring the conference to cease.