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THE following day we arrived at Albany.
I had decided in my own mind that I would remain on board until we reached Adelaide, where I would land and run up as far as Curriewildie and see how the old place was looking. Now that I was on the eve of landing once more on Australian soil, the impulse that had so controlled me at the beginning of the voyage waned, and it would have been difficult for me to have stated at that moment why I had come back. So I persuaded myself that it was only some out-of-the-way idea to look once more on the sun-scorched plains of Curriewildie, and taste once more the free air of the bush, after which I should be cured and able to return to London, and continue to enjoy in peace the handsome competency which still remained out of the wealth I had taken home with me.