Then one after the other Mac presented the station
dogs : Quart-Pot, Drover, Tuppence, Misery, Buller, and
a dozen others ; and as I bowed gravely to each in turn
Dan chuckled in appreciation : " She'll do I Told you
she was the dead finish."

Then the intioductions over, the M51uka said : " And
now I suppose she may consider herself just ' One of Us.' ''



$6 We of the Never-Never



CHAPTER VI

The homestead, stajiding half-way np the slope that rose
from the billabong, had, after all, little of that " down-
at-heels, anything'11-do '• appearance that Mac had so
scathiagly described. No one could call it a " commo-
dious station home," and it was even patched up and
shabby ; but, for all that, neat and cared for. An orderly
little array of one-roomed buildings, mostly built of sawn
slabs, and ranged round a broad oblong spsice with a
precision that suggested the idea of a section of a street
cut out from some neat compact little village.
