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From: | Odette Henson |
Subject: | [Aleona-CVS] logically |
Date: | Fri, 15 Sep 2006 10:19:59 +0100 |
He was not, perhaps, as blind to this as he tried
to be. Theyrecampit just ower ahint the swamp near the ranges.
She looked like a frightened animal forced intoa
corner.
Gursey was even a littlemore sullen than usual and
Peters looked worried. He stared at the slim column of pale neck, rising from the
ruffleof wind-blown fichu. He wrappedthe bags up in tarpaulins and the rats began to
eat saddles andboots.
But Gurseywithheld himself, brooding with Peters
over a dark secret. Theyrecampit just ower ahint the swamp near the ranges. We
wontstand for none of them high-and-mighty coves telling us nothing,Carney added.
Open your gob andIll yank it out for you. He stared at the slim column of pale neck,
rising from the ruffleof wind-blown fichu. If he heardsome day you were raking in
money hed come quick enough. Day and night the wind rustled in theleaves, a noise
that got on Cabells nerves very soon. Of the ewes he had brought from Moreton Bay
onlythree hundred remained. When Cabell first came to the valley hehad planted corn
down by the river. With a gesture of disgust Cabell sat down again. Five hands cost
him less than a hundred pounds a year. But before she could reply the sound of a
horse coming across theflats stiffened her on the saddle. Lord Felsie that was with
Peel in forty-three ishis own cousin. Involuntarily he stabbed his spurs intohis
horses ribs, jerking it forward a few paces.
Her impatience broke into wordsagain: Now YOU must
come prowling round. At the firstmouthful of hot tea he gasped aloud and clutched at
the side of hisface.
He stared at the slim column of pale neck, rising
from the ruffleof wind-blown fichu.
Ye ken, I couldna remain under the same roof after
that. When the men had gone Cabell asked, Whats wrong? With a gesture of disgust
Cabell sat down again.
I thought wed have some peace and
quiethere.
Peters exclaimed, turning up blue eyes of alarm.
And turning his back on the pictureagain, he demanded: What were you saying about
the lease? I just noticed that you seem to have looked up thepoorest land in the
valley. A dangerous condition, which invites thunderbolts. For two hundred yards
round the pens the trampling feet of thesheep had worn all the grass away. Or if hed
brought a load of wool where I came last month. But mind ye, he warned, I can offer
ye nowt but parritchand a wee skinny sliver o meat in return.
Theyrecampit just ower ahint the swamp near the
ranges.
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