"It 'ud give anybody a 'drouth.' Got a bit merry meself there
once and had to clear out to camp," he went on. "Felt it getting a bit
too warm for me to stand. You see, it was when the news came through
that the old Queen was dead, and being something historical that had
happened, the chaps felt it ought to be celebrated properly."
Poor old Queen! And yet, perhaps, her grand, noble heart would have
understood these, her subjects, and known them for the men they were--as
loyal-hearted and true to her as the highest in the land.
"They were lying two-deep about the place next morning," Dan added,
continuing his tale; but the Maluka, fearing the turn the conversation
had taken, suggested turning in.
Then Dan having found a kindred spirit in the traveller, laid a favourite
trap for one of his favourite jokes: shaking out a worn old bluey, he
examined it carefully in the firelight.
"Blanket's a bit thin, mate," said the man from Beyanst, unconsciously
playing his part. "Surely it can't keep you warm"; and Dan's eyes danced
in anticipation of his joke.
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