to camp out in the scrub and turn up like a blooming sundowner?'

`Oh well,' I said, `get here at midnight if you like.'

We didn't say anything for a while -- just sat and puffed at our pipes.

`Well, what are you thinking about?'

I'm thinking it's time you got a new hat, the sun seems to get in

through your old one too much,' and he got out of my reach and went to see

about penning the calves. Before we turned in he said, --

`Well, what am I to get out of the job, Joe?'