something Ma said last night. She donât think yer auntâll be back for a long timeâ¦anâ Iâd keep out of Maâs way, if I was you , Brick.â
âI shanât, then. Why should I? Does she think because Jandieâs away a few days sheâs going to boss us all about?â
âAs a matter of fact I reckon she do think something of the sort.â
âHumph! Then thereâs another think coming to her when Jandie gets back. Sheâll lose her job, wonât she, Nig?â
â That donât bother herânor him neither. Theyâre goinâ to leave anyhow. Got it all fixed.â
For a few moments there was no sound except from Nippy, busy scratching drawings of animals on the wet sand of the track.
âThen,â said Nigel very slowly, âwhy didnât they tell Jandie that before she went away?â
Tas wriggled uncomfortably, and kicked a piece of wood with the patched toe of his boot. âOhâI dunno,â he muttered.
âYes, you do,â Nigel insisted. âThey think theyâre going to have a grand time now sheâs goneâboss us about and make us work for themâthatâs right, isnât it, Tas?â And then he demanded fiercely, â Tas , are you on our side? â
âYes, I am. âCourse I am! Wot do you think? Would I have split on them to you all if I wasnât?â
But Cherry shook her head. âHow can he be? Itâs his own mother!â she put in quickly.
âI am, jest the same,â Tas repeated firmly. âSheâs never bin like a mother to meâsee? And heâs not my Dad. My own Dadâ¦died.â
âThen Tas, whatâs going to happen?â
âReckon I know. Theyâll clear out before Jandie returns, but they guess that wonât be this side of Christmas. They git a share in the lambs, see, so they donât want to hurry too much. When they reckon your auntâs coming back they walk out one day with no notice at all and leave me behind to do the explaining. I knowâ¦it happened before, see? Not that Iâd go with them this time, nor never again.â
âWell, IâmâIâmâthey can â t , Tas!â
âYeah, thatâs about the strength of it. And I reckon youâd all do best to watch out nowââspecially Brick.â
âButâwhat can we do , Tas?â
âI dunno. Keep what Iâve told you under your hat of course, and donât go lookinâ fer trouble. It may work out all right, if your aunt gits home soon, and they donât git at no drink.â
âWhat?â
âYeah, thatâs sure to start trouble, see? Hullo! Sheâs begun yellinâ fer me already. Look! Git up to Hollow Tree, quick! Wait there till I come. Iâll tell her youâve all gone after them goats. I reckon I can work something.â
Tas sped away to the Homestead, joining them later at Hollow Tree. They watched him bounding up with bulging pockets which he patted lovingly.
âWeâve struck lucky,â he panted. âLook here! Enough tucker fer us all. Iâm told off to find some sheep for them. She said to cut meself some bread and cheese, but you would git nothing because you cleared out. So I brought your dinners, too. I kidded her it would take all day to find them sheep, though I reckon I know jest where theyâll be. So now we can all make tracks for the day. Like to come up the mountain with me and take a look at those caves?â
Quite suddenly it became a day to rejoice in after all.
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The climb was steep from the start, and though Nippyâs legs were sturdy they were short, so it was taken gently with plenty of rests on fallen tree-trunks and boulders. Towards the top the weather-beaten rock frowned down in great cliffs which bulged outward. It seemed impossible to climb higher, but always Tas pointed out a way until they stood right under the rock