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Guard duty was split that night, half the drovers riding herd from dark till midnight, and the other half from then till sunrise. It was a needless precaution, for, as Sterl told Slyter, the cattle were almost too tired to graze.
Next morning Friday greeted Sterl with an enigmatic: "Black fella close up."