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very impulsive,' he added.  
'An Australian?' said another. 'I've a brother myself in Melbourne. Does  
your friend come from that way at all?'  
'No, not exactly,' replied the artist, whose ideas of the geography of  
New Holland were a little scattered. 'He lives immensely far inland, and  
is very rich.'  
The loafers gazed with great respect upon the slumbering colonist.  
'Well,' remarked the second speaker, 'it's a mighty big place, is  
Australia. Do you come from thereaway too?'  
'No, I do not,' said Pitman. 'I do not, and I don't want to,' he added  
irritably. And then, feeling some diversion needful, he fell upon  
Michael and shook him up.  
'Hullo,' said the lawyer, 'what's wrong?'  
'The cart is nearly ready,' said Pitman sternly. 'I will not allow you  
to sleep.'  
'All right--no offence, old man,' replied Michael, yawning. 'A little  
sleep never did anybody any harm; I feel comparatively sober now. But  
what's all the hurry?' he added, looking round him glassily. 'I don't  
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