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"
Meg
understands
.
It
wo
n't
be
for
more
than
a
couple
of
years
,
and
we
do
have
the
summer
layoff
.
Arne
says
he
can
get
me
work
at
the
CSR
in
Sydney
then
,
and
I
might
take
Meg
with
me
.
"
"
Why
do
you
have
to
work
so
hard
,
Luke
?
"
asked
Anne
.
"
Got
to
get
the
money
together
for
my
property
out
west
,
around
Kynuna
.
Did
n't
Meg
mention
it
?
"
"
I
'm
afraid
our
Meggie
's
not
much
good
at
personal
talk
.
You
tell
us
,
Luke
.
"
The
three
listeners
sat
watching
the
play
of
expression
on
the
tanned
,
strong
face
,
the
glitter
of
those
very
blue
eyes
;
since
he
had
come
before
breakfast
Meggie
had
n't
uttered
a
word
to
anyone
.
On
and
on
he
talked
about
the
marvelous
country
Back
of
Beyond
;
the
grass
,
the
big
grey
brolga
birds
mincing
delicately
in
the
dust
of
Kynuna
's
only
road
,
the
thousands
upon
thousands
of
flying
kangaroos
,
the
hot
dry
sun
.
"
And
one
day
soon
a
big
chunk
of
all
that
is
going
to
be
mine
.
Meg
's
put
a
bit
of
money
toward
it
,
and
at
the
pace
we
're
working
it
wo
n't
take
more
than
four
or
five
years
.
Sooner
,
if
I
was
content
to
have
a
poorer
place
,
but
knowing
what
I
can
earn
cutting
sugar
,
I
'm
tempted
to
cut
a
bit
longer
and
get
a
really
decent
bit
of
land
.
"
He
leaned
forward
,
big
scarred
hands
around
his
teacup
.
"
Do
you
know
I
nearly
passed
Arne
's
tally
the
other
day
?
Eleven
tons
I
cut
in
one
day
!
"
Luddie
's
whistle
was
genuinely
admiring
,
and
they
embarked
upon
a
discussion
of
tallies
.
Meggie
sipped
her
strong
dark
milkless
tea
.
Oh
,
Luke
!
First
it
had
been
a
couple
of
years
,
now
it
was
four
or
five
,
and
who
knew
how
long
it
would
be
the
next
time
he
mentioned
a
period
of
years
?
Luke
loved
it
,
no
one
could
mistake
that
.
So
would
he
give
it
up
when
the
time
came
?
Would
he
?
For
that
matter
,
did
she
want
to
wait
around
to
find
out
?
The
Muellers
were
very
kind
and
she
was
far
from
overworked
,
but
if
she
had
to
live
without
a
husband
,
Drogheda
was
the
best
place
.
In
the
month
of
her
stay
at
Himmelhoch
she
had
n't
felt
really
well
for
one
single
day
;
she
did
n't
want
to
eat
,
she
suffered
bouts
of
painful
diarrhea
,
she
seemed
dogged
by
lethargy
and
could
n't
shake
it
off
.
Not
used
to
feeling
anything
but
tiptop
well
,
the
vague
malaise
frightened
her
.
After
breakfast
Luke
helped
her
wash
the
dishes
,
then
took
her
for
a
walk
down
to
the
nearest
cane
field
,
talking
all
the
time
about
the
sugar
and
what
it
was
like
to
cut
it
,
what
a
beaut
life
it
was
out
in
the
open
air
,
what
a
beaut
lot
of
blokes
they
were
in
Arne
's
gang
,
how
different
it
was
from
shearing
,
and
how
much
better
.
They
turned
and
walked
up
the
hill
again
;
Luke
led
her
into
the
exquisitely
cool
cavern
under
the
house
,
between
the
piles
.
Anne
had
made
a
conservatory
out
of
it
,
stood
pieces
of
terracotta
pipe
of
differing
lengths
and
girths
upright
,
then
filled
them
with
soil
and
planted
trailing
,
dangling
things
in
them
;
orchids
of
every
kind
and
color
,
ferns
,
exotic
creepers
and
bushes
.
The
ground
was
soft
and
redolent
of
wood
chips
;
great
wire
baskets
hung
from
the
joists
overhead
,
full
of
ferns
or
orchids
or
tuberoses
;
staghorns
in
bark
nests
grew
on
the
piles
;
magnificent
begonias
in
dozens
of
brilliant
colors
had
been
planted
around
the
bases
of
the
pipes
.
It
was
Meggie
's
favorite
retreat
,
the
one
thing
of
Himmelhoch
's
she
preferred
to
anything
of
Drogheda
's
.
For
Drogheda
could
never
hope
to
grow
so
much
on
one
small
spot
;
there
just
was
n't
enough
moisture
in
the
air
.
