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Sambo crossed the river and rode upstream towards the Three Mile, a belt of scrub that joined outcropping promontories of hills and cut the valley in two. As he passed a flock of sheep scattered along the bank, Cranky Tom poked his head out of the mulga scrub and shouted derisively "Hey, you, crow-bait! Reckon 't'ain't the roan stallion what's pinchin' them mares away at all."
-"Whatyamean, ain't roan stallion?"