"So do I, Jack, but unfortunately Bendigo happens to be inland. However, you've got good stout legs, and can get along as well as the thousands that do go. Besides, it will give us a fine chance to see the country."
"Ye-es," said Jack doubtfully, for he had very little of the traveller's curiosity that prompts so many to visit strange lands.
"There's another difficulty besides the mud," continued Harry thoughtfully.
"What's that?"
"The bushrangers."
"Who are they?"
"Haven't you heard of them?" asked Harry in surprise.
"I heard two men speaking of them last night, but I didn't take much notice."
"They are highwaymen—robbers, who wander about and attack parties of miners and travellers, and unless successfully resisted, strip them of all their property."
"Are we likely to meet them?" said Jack eagerly.