Ralph Stock

“ A few hours later Stone came upon Sprague stretching a wallaby skin on the wall of camp No. 4.
Their meeting was as demonstrative as Anglo-Saxons usually allow such things to be.
“Come into the smoking room,” said Sprague, “and help yourself to the whisky and soda.”
Stone seated himself on a packing case, and allowed his pale-blue eyes to wander over the mural decorations.
“First and foremost,” he drawled, “I want to tell you that you may think you're a cow-puncher—or its Australian equivalent—but you're not. You're a dramatist, with a play on Broadway that's making things hum. ”

“ A hack would be two pounds a day, but he would hardly advise so long a ride at this time of year; a gentleman was brought in only the other night—— There followed a detailed account of the happenings of two nights ago. Then there was a bob sleigh and its driver who could be hired for three pounds a day. ”