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Each morn a thousand roses brings you say, Yes, but where lives the rose of yesterday?
The sun was setting as the little "Tom Thumb" made fast to the "Reliance". Bass and Flinders swung themselves on board to report themselves to Captain Waterhouse. They had found no great river, but had found and explored Port Hacking, and Flinders at least was well satisfied with himself, and in the highest spirits. Bass was keenly anxious to get ashore, and was greatly exercised in his mind how best to conceal that anxiety. Peter's words still rang in his ears, . but standing in the little cabin looking out through the port at the last rays of the sun as they turned to gold the waters of the little cove, he felt with Flinders that they were mere convict gossip, and he shamed Betty by in any way heeding them.