Mates at Billabong by Mary Grant Bruce
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didn't you ever learn to take your hat off?"
"By Jove!" said the boy, looking at the truculent and mud-streaked figure. Then he did an unwise thing, for he burst out laughing. "I don't know who you are," Norah said, looking at him steadily. "But I think you're the rudest, worst-mannered boy that ever came here!" She flashed past him with her head in the air. Cecil Linton, staring after her with amazement, saw her cross the red-tiled verandah hurriedly and disappear within a side door, a trail of wet marks behind her. "By Jove!" he said again. "The bush cousin!" CHAPTER IV CUTTING OUT And the loony bullock snorted when you first came into view, Well, you know, it's not so often that he sees a swell like you. A. B. PATERSON. |
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