"You left two or three by the pool, Dad."
"Could you find 'em?"
"Maybe."
"Have a look then, gel."
"It doesn't matter," Power said.
"It will be no worry." Moll Gregory picked up the lantern and was going out of the door. Power crossed the room of a sudden.
"I'll come with you. It will save bringing them back."
"Orl right, Mr. Power."
They went out into the dark. The moon would rise in a few minutes; but now the night was dark and still and close. The sky was filled with stars shining with the fierce heat of the tropics. The Southern Cross lay against the horizon; but in the North, Orion was climbing up, and the Scorpion curled his tail in the middle of the sky. The dog shuffled from the shadows after them, and very soon man and girl had passed between the trees by the bank of the waterhole. They were walking side by side, the girl bearing the lantern, and it was as they came upon the bank that Moll Gregory broke silence.
"It was round here," she said, pausing to take bearing. "Dad left them one day when he couldn't be bothered taking them home."