It was some thirty yards wide, and from two to three feet deep.

A score of sheep lay dead in the water.

They had apparently rushed headlong in, to quench their thirst; and had either drunk till they fell, or had been trampled under water, by their companions pressing upon them from behind.
For the next ten miles the track was plain enough, then they came to a series of downs, covered with a short grass.

At the foot of these another long halt had been made by the blacks.
"We must have come twenty-five miles," Reuben said.
"Quite that, captain.

The flock must have been dead beat, by the time they got here.