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I'd settled in my mind that it couldn't be anyone else, when he sat up, yawned, and looked round as if he had not been away from the old place a week.
"Ha! Richard, here we are again! ‘Feeds the boar in the old frank? ' The governor told me you and Jim had made back. Dreadful bore, isn't it? Just when we'd all rubbed off the rust of our bush life and were getting civilised. I feel very seriously ill-treated, I assure you. I have a great mind to apply to the Government for compensation. That's the worst of these new inspectors, they are so infernally zealous."