Rolf Boldrewood,
Robbery Under Arms — Chapter 37
“ We came to a place where two horses had been tied to a tree. They had been stamping and pawing, as if they had been there a goodish while and had time to get pretty sick of it.`That near side one Moran's horse, pigeon-toes; me know 'em,' says Warrigal. `Off side one Daly's roan horse, new shoes on. You see 'um hair, rub himself longa tree.'`What the blazes were they doing hereabouts?' says Starlight. `This begins to look complicated. Whatever the row was, Daly and he were in it. There's no one rich enough to rob hereabouts, is there? ”
