human
Hullo, Yarloo!
gpt
Goo-day, he said, with a grin of delight at being noticed; but he at once became serious, and continued, speaking especially to Sax:
human
Me go 'way.... Me come back by'm by.
gpt
Going away? asked Sax.
human
Whatever for?
gpt
Me walk longa Musgraves.... Me come back by'm by,
human
But what'll Mick say?
gpt
Mick good fella, said the native simply.
human
Him real good fella, quite.... Him only little time boss longa me. Boss alday longa me (my real boss) sit down over dere, he pointed to the Musgrave Range.
gpt
Me yabber Boss Stobart.
human
I'll go with you, said Sax, starting up as if he meant to set out immediately.
gpt
I'll go with you to find my father.
human
By'm by, replied Yarloo.
gpt
White boy come by'm by. No come now. S'pose white boy come now, Boss Stobart, rouse like blazes (would be very angry). White boy sit down little time. Me come back by'm by.
human
Well, at any rate, I'll send Father a note, said Sax, and he ran to Government House to get a pencil and some paper. He found an old diary, and tore a sheet out of it and wrote:
gpt
We're at Sidcotinga Station. I wanted to come out to you, but Yarloo would not let me. Tell him that we may come out. Love from Sax.