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At last, we're here.

Come on, beauty.

No, I agree.

I don't like the feel of it either.

Come on.

seem very keen on visitors, do they?

What's wrong?

Good morning!

I certainly hope Jenny doesn't intend to stay here longer than is absolutely

necessary.

Because I don't think we will.

Hello?

I'm looking for Mrs Denning.

And who might she be?

Vicky Denning.

Yeah, she's in the barn.

Thank you.

And how's the cow?

It's most likely dead.

How should I know? It's just a stupid cow.

Not that I care about a bleeding cow.

Hello,

old girl.

Isabel.

Is she going to be all right?

Mm -hmm.

The bullet grazed her udder as well.

So it'll be a while before she can milk again.

Why would anyone want to shoot her?

Nobody wanted to.

Mrs. Monsal was aiming at a rabbit, she said.

She practically blames poor Izzy here for being in the way.

Is that true?

I brought breakfast.

It's tea for the lady.

You can go in. She and Izzy are both resting.

Izzy's alive?

Of course she is.

I thought I was going to lose you too.

You beautiful old thing.

Sorry I didn't come sooner.

I was just so scared.

I thought for sure she... She's fairly tough.

Yeah. She'd want to be working for morsels.

Would you like some breakfast?

You offering?

Help yourself.

I'll just go and clean up.

And then we'll leave. Hmm.

Those are people who are stupid.

Huh?

Izzy's all I've got now, see?

She's my best friend.

I don't think that's stupid at all.

Isn't that your horse?

Beauty.

My best friend.

until Mrs Denning for me, she won't receive any remuneration, even mere

gratitude from that mournsome woman.

It was only yesterday, Mr Burton.

Time will prove me right, Victoria.

Without doubt, they're the worst payers in the district.

Oh, isn't that so, Enid?

Never a true word spoken, Mr Burton.

Enid!

Must be a great job being a postie. Oh, it is.

How's Izzy?

Oh, she's not milking, but otherwise, to me, she's just perfect.

Your order's ready, isn't it?

Thanks, Mr Burton.

So, the old dragon shot her own cow.

Last year, she ordered some barley.

Simply had to have it.

Then when the seed came in, she wouldn't buy it. Said it was too expensive.

Then when her wage grew back again, she accused me, me, of selling a rotten

seed.

Not only vindictive, but forgetful as well.

Hey, what have you got there?

Didn't I mention I was going to buy some?

How many?

Have one. You might as well.

No, thank you.

I never used to be so careless.

I don't know whether to be glad I was with you or not.

Never a dull moment, huh, Vic?

If I ever get a letter, it doesn't matter.

Vicky? Enid?

G'day, Constable.

Have you heard from Bill yet?

When you do.

That makes you think he'll remember this place.

Enid! He'll remember you.

Likely.

My, it's big, isn't it?

Would you like to learn on a smaller horse?

No.

This is it.

I have to learn, Stan. I have to learn to go fast.

Why?

It's my job. If someone on the farm got hurt, it'd be me. I'd have to go for

help.

Is that it?

Right.

So I'd only be on a horse because of an emergency.

I have to learn to go fast, otherwise there's no point in learning at all.

Put your hand up there.

Now, jump.

You have to learn to open your eyes. Yeah,

one thing at a time.

Very good.

How do I make this day last forever?

It wasn't really so bad at Monson.

Now it is.

Enid?

Who's Bill?

He's just a bloke who used to work there.

Where's he gone?

Off to make his fortune.

I don't know.

Did you want to go with him?

He said he was going to send for me.

Except he never did.

I'm sorry.

Sometimes I... I think he did send a letter and... I just never got it.

And then I think, what hope would I have up against a city girl?

Anyway, I hope whoever she is, she gives him heaps of trouble.

God knows he deserves it.

You got anything to eat at your place?

And that should be... the lot.

Ah, except, uh... Oh, this one.

Your young eyes are better than mine.

Miss... Well, it looks to me as if it's been from here to Timbuktu and back.

It's from a William somebody.

Oh.

That, uh...

Narrows the field considerably, doesn't it?

I'll take care of it, Mr. Burton.

It's a letter from Bill.

What's the date today?

Oh, um, the 17th.

The 17th, isn't it?

Where is she, boy?

Where is she?

Edith!

And I thought she was my friend.

I know, darling.

I just keep thinking, when did she decide to steal beauty?

I thought we liked each other.

You weren't the only one to steal.

beginners, I should think.

It's an absolute disgrace.

Poor girl.

What is it?

It's a letter from Bill.

Asking Enid to marry him.

He's waiting in the city until the day after tomorrow and then taking a boat to

the islands.

What kind of a proposal is that?

How long ago was this letter written?

Three weeks ago.

Enid, it's me.

Go away.

No.

Please.

I want to help.

And I'm going to.

Vicky.

I did a terrible thing, Jackie Beauty.

Yes.

Yes, you did.

Sorry.

I didn't know what else to do.

I suppose I should be glad you're not a better rider.

Well. I had a terrible teacher, didn't I?

You'll never get any better with an attitude like that.

No.

Things will never be better.

Vicky, that day with you and Beauty on the beach,

it truly was the most wonderful.

But you'll never believe another word I say, will you?

I've made such a terrible mess of everything.

You rest now.

You're going on a journey tomorrow.

I'm not going back to Monsles.

No.

No, you're not.

Go on.

Say it.

See?

Even beauty thinks you look wonderful.

Bill won't even recognise me.

He sounds very nice, your Bill.

Nah, he's useless.

But he's lovely.

One last ride?

I don't need to be asked twice.

Doc Gordon, thanks for the fare and everything.

And all the fancy clubby.

You've been so kind to me.

I don't know how to... It's been our pleasure, Enid.

I'll see you at the landing.

Vicki? You look as black as thunder.

Your mother was lodged complaining that there's some money missing.

She's saying you took it. I'm afraid you can't leave until the matter's been

cleared up.

Oh, I didn't take nothing. I didn't. Good.

Then that's what we have to prove. You still have to come with me.

But I can't. I can't come now.

You know, don't make things worse than they already are.

Tell him, Vicki.

trouble, Constable? Mrs. Mouser reported somebody missing this morning, ma 'am.

And it's that the parents coincide with Enid here's hasty departure.

See?

Does this amount happen to be four shillings in Throopton's hate me?

I guess.

Then I'm your culprit, Constable. Or rather, Izzy the cow is responsible for

theft. That's the exact amount Mrs. Monsal paid me only yesterday for my

veterinary services.

You must know how forgetful she is.

All aboard, let's go!

Hurry, I doubted you.

I reckon we're just about even now.

This one's addressed to you.

Oh, thanks, Mr. Burton.

Oh, my God.

Good news?

The bride and groom.

Well, well.

Bit of spit and polish and even Bill scrubs up.

Look, beauty.

Mr. and Mrs. Bill Lawrence.

On their way to the islands?

But she's enclosed two copies.

A bit extravagant for a young married woman.

One of them's for Issy.

Who?

Enid's other best friend.

Oh.

Alhamdulillah