"Mick O'Neill is with you, isn't he?"
"He is in charge now. I relieve him. D'you know him?"
"He's often this way."
They were on the way back to the hut. "Is he interested in copper, too?"
The girl looked up in a puzzled way.
"Well, copper or no copper," Power said of a sudden, "you've a straight man there. I don't know any better one. That's about it."
He fell into thought again, walking at no great pace with eyes upon the ground. His preoccupation brought a pout to the girl's lips. She said: "You're to be a week on the road, aren't you?"
"That's about it."
"Will you be seeing us agen?"