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Thank you.

When are you expecting him back?

An hour or so.

Hey, do you want to wait? I was thinking of having a brew.

No, I'd better get on.

What's so urgent?

Boy, Bobby Wilk.

He escaped last night.

Is that right?

The boss won't be pleased about that, I know.

Well, I tried to talk him out of it, handing that boy over to you.

But you know what Mr. Coates is like.

If he hadn't insisted, I'd have just given the boy a feed and sent him on his

way.

You don't have to look too hard to find him, do you?

We don't live very far from here. I can look after myself.

I have to get home.

Where's home?

Up north.

How far?

A day or two.

You can't walk for two days on this foot.

Yes, I can. It's just a cut.

It's all right.

I'll look after you. I don't need anybody's help.

help you.

Seems the boy escaped.

Your what?

Yeah.

Took off last night.

Heading back home, I suppose.

You know, you could just forget it.

I mean, let him go.

Prison's where he belongs. He's a thief.

Oh, come on.

You lock up a boy at that age, you'll scar him for life.

He'll get what he deserves.

And if Carmody won't see to it, I will.

Well, he's out looking.

And how hard's he looking? Answer me that.

Did that little thief escape?

Or did Carmody leave the door open?

The boy didn't actually take anything.

Only because I found him first.

I don't care what you say.

You can't walk anywhere like that.

I'm going to get help, whether you like it or not. No, you mustn't.

They'll lock me up again.

Lock you up?

I won't let them do that.

Why should anybody lock you up?

Why are you so frightened? What have you done? Nothing.

Then there's nothing to be frightened of.

So who locked you up? A man named Coates.

Frank Coates? He's our neighbour.

I was only going there to find work.

And some food so I could go home.

I wasn't going to steal anything.

He got this copper to come and lock me up.

Only, I got away.

It's not fair.

Nobody believes me.

I'll bring you some food and water.

And we better find somewhere for you to hide, because whoever laid these traps

will be coming back.

I can walk if you'll help me.

We'll move you to the edge of the bush for now.

When I come back, we'll find somewhere safer for you.

you

What are you doing here?

I might well ask you the same question, young lady. This is our land. Why

shouldn't I be here?

Depends what you've been doing here.

You haven't been interfering with my traps, have you?

So that's yours?

It certainly is. Did you spring it?

Yes, I did.

I hate those things. They're cruel.

You've just learned to leave things alone that don't belong to you.

You've no right to go setting traps on our land.

Yes, I have.

I know Father never gave you permission.

I'm sure Jenny wouldn't. I had permission long before she came along.

Stedman and I had an arrangement, so I think you'd better mind your own

business.

What are you doing here, anyway?

Not camping out alone, are we?

I suggest you take your trap and get off our land.

I'm not taking any orders from you, young lady.

Where's the cheese?

Hmm? All the cheese is gone and there's hardly any bread left.

Eh?

Honestly, with you three around, it's like feeding an army.

I beg your pardon?

I said you must have eaten very well at lunchtime.

Well, no, not really.

I wasn't here.

Well, Manfred and Vicky then.

What have they done?

They are eating me out of house and home.

Ah, growing youngsters.

They need their food.

They must have hollow legs.

That's what your mother used to say about you.

Grandpa says when people have had an accident, you keep them warm.

It doesn't hurt as much now.

Your foot's badly swollen.

I don't even know your name.

Bobby walks.

I'm Vicki Denning.

This is Black Beauty.

I'll bring some more food in the morning, and I'll try and find out from

how to treat your foot.

But if you do that, he'll know about me.

No, he won't. I know what to say.

I made your promise, and I'm going to keep it.

amazed at how much you two can eat after such a large lunch.

Don't Mr.

Coates have permission to be on our land?

Well, that rather depends on what he's there for.

He was setting gin traps to catch possums.

Are you sure?

I was out riding beauty this morning.

I found one of the traps.

Anyone could have put them there.

No, I saw him.

He was angry because I'd sprung one of them.

He said he had permission from Mr Stedman. Well, he may have, but that

hold good now.

We certainly don't want those things on our land.

I'll go and talk to him first thing in the morning.

Couldn't you go and talk to him now?

I hate to think of those poor animals dying in agony.

Well... And he might not be there tomorrow morning.

He'll be out collecting more possums, I expect.

All right.

I'll go and talk to him.

I don't eat much.

Nobody said you did, Manfred.

Now, come and help me with the washing up.

G'day, Mrs. Denning.

Mrs.

Denning?

How many of those come from my land, Mr Coates?

Ah.

I've been meaning to talk to you about that.

Seeing old Stedman's gone, well, I suppose I should start paying you.

I don't want your money.

And I don't want any gin traps set on my property.

If I had my way, they'd all be banned.

If you did that, the place would be overrun with possums in a couple of

There's no law against catching them anywhere you like. Well, there should

So take it up with the government.

It's nothing to do with me.

As long as I pay good money for the pelts, I'll keep catching them.

Not if you trespass on my land to do it.

I do hope I've made myself clear, Mr. Coates.

Clear as a bell, Mrs. Denny.

Grandpa's phone.

What would happen if someone caught their foot in one of those awful gin

Well, that actually happened once, many years ago, didn't it?

I was lucky to save that chap.

You mean he nearly died?

Yes, he certainly did.

He was lucky to only lose a leg.

But why?

Well, those traps are always rusty, dirty.

By the time they got him to me, the wound was infected and gangrene had set

But if it wasn't that bad, how would you treat it?

Oh, you'd clean the wound thoroughly with boiled water, and you'd paint

it with iodine, bandage it loosely, and allow nature to do the rest.

How long would it take to get better?

Oh, a week or so, if there was no infection.

How would you know if it was infected?

You couldn't miss it.

There'd be a swelling.

The wound would be inflamed and the patient would be running a temperature.

Hiya, Bobby.

I brought you some more food.

I'm not hungry.

Were you warm enough last night?

Yeah.

So hot.

Well, I'll leave the food. You'll probably want it later on.

Let's have a look at your foot.

to boil up some water and clean this properly.

I think it's infected.

I'll make a fire. I won't be long.

Morning, Mrs. Denning.

Morning, Constable Carmody. How can we help you?

You wouldn't have seen a young boy traveling through here.

No.

I escaped custody the day before yesterday.

You'll be heading north.

Probably halfway home by now.

But I have to ask.

Tell me about him.

What's he done?

Vicky, where have you been?

I've been worried about you.

Just riding.

I won't be cross.

Besides, there's nothing you can't tell me.

I promised.

What did you promise?

I promised not to tell.

Listen, Grandpa and I have been talking, and I think we know anyway.

Suppose I tell you.

That wouldn't be breaking a promise.

going to be all right, Grandpa?

Well, he's not out of the woods yet, but I think so.

He's very badly shaken, still quite delirious, but there's no sign of

Thank God.

I hope you're not going to make a habit of hunting down young lads as though

they were hardened criminals.

I was just trying to teach him a lesson.

And it was caught stealing?

Not according to Constable Carmody.

All he did was trespass in your house.

You have no evidence that he intended to steal anything.

There are laws against trespass.

Indeed there are.

I warned you the other day about trespassing on my land.

And I'm still finding your traps there.

I'll be dropping the charges anyway.

Let's hope the lad recovers to enjoy his freedom.

Where's Bobby?

I'll get it.

Wish I had a horse like you.

I'm waiting.

You'll be late for the coach.

I've got something for you.

Close your eyes and open out your hand.

Bobby, there's no need.

Go on.

You can open your eyes now.

Bobby, it's beautiful.

Thanks for looking after me.

I'm just glad that you're better.

That you're going home.

I can't wait.