There was a deep-mouthed howl, too, away on our right that made me look anxiously at the doctor.
"I don't know, Joe," he replied, as if in answer to a spoken question.
"There may be tigers here, and leopards, and old men of the woods, big as ourselves.

It is new land, my lad, so don't look to me for information." "Dat big bunyip," said Jimmy in a scared whisper.

"Take black fellow-- kill um, eatum." Just then we heard the same beating noise that had fallen upon our ears the previous day.
"Dat big bunyip beat um gin," whispered Jimmy, with a curious awe-stricken look in his countenance.
"'Taint," said Jack Penny slowly.

"I don't believe in bunyips.

If it was a bunyip beating his gin, she'd holloa out like hooray, and squeak the leaves off the trees." "'Fraid squeak," said Jimmy eagerly, as he caught Jack's meaning.
"Well, perhaps Jimmy's right," said the doctor slowly; "and as I've never seen a bunyip the present is a favourable opportunity, and we can interfere to stop him from too severely castigating his wife.