Part 57 (1/2)
But just as the turkey reached its place, he had dropped his head with a roped his way into the hut, holding his hand over his right eye
”Bit of bark, or soht into my eye,” hewith the one I have left”
By the bright laht, I soon relieved him of what proved to be a s-bench, and I heard the dabbling of water
”I got a grass-seed in my eye the New Year's Day before last,” he remarked, in a sort of sullen self-commiseration, after we had sat in silence for a minute ”I could n't see to catch a horse; and it tookthe fences to dick Teone mad”
”Ah!” said I sympathetically, ”that reminds me of an incident that came under my own notice on the very day you speak of I'll tell you how it happened”
By this tirey cat had jumped on his knees, and settled itself for repose ”You asked o whether I knew anyone of your naot at the moment that one of al Alf, a carrier on these roads”
”What's his other name?” asked the boundary man, in a suppressed voice
”Morris”
”Why don't you call hiht I, and I continued, ”I was cole horse; and on the New Year's Day before last, I reached the Yellow Tank--about forty s at the tank, and was taking rass, when I noticed a wagon in the scrub, and identified it as Alf's”----
”Did you know him before?” murmured the boundary man
”Certainly”
”Is he a married man?”
”Widower”
”Widower?” repeated Alf, almost in a whisper ”Did you know his wife””
”Personally, no; inductively, yes She was one of those indefinably dangerous woresses, with slumbrous dark eyes--name, Iolanthe”
”What?”
”Iolanthe de Vavasour,” I replied good-humouredly ”More appropriate than Molly--isn't it?”
The boundaryup his pipe, which had fallen on the slu cat, fixed his Zitska eye on , defiant look, whilst drawing his seat a little further away Ah! years of solitary life, with the haunting consciousness of frightful disfigureht And I re the full
”Alf was sitting under a hop-bush,” I continued, ”with his hand across his eyes
”'What's the matter, Alf?' says I