"It's hardly a paradise as you know, and I got a good price for the place, so I thought I'd quit."
"I expect you've knocked up a nice little pile out of the natives, the fencers, and my men, shearers, and so on. I had a nip or two at your shanty. I can taste it yet. What horrible stuff you sold," said Craig.
"No worse than others sell. No worse than the man who bought me out will sell."
"Who bought you out?"
"Don't you know?"
"How should I?"
"Garry Backham. He paid cash down, too. I wonder where he came by it? I don't suppose you've been over liberal with him," said Bill. He watched Bellshaw as he spoke, and the squatter returned his glance without a flicker.
"Garry's bought you out? I wondered why he wanted to leave me," replied Bellshaw.
He's lying, thought Bill, and wondered why.
"He'll not find it all profit," said Bill.