By Arthur W. Upfield
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Just because that Kendall bloke was bumped off you’re gonna believe that everyone who dies in Merino during the coming three years was murdered, too. What’s worrying you? We can complete filling in the hole tomorrow. Come on, gents. It’s my call, Joe. ” “Wait,” Mr Watson urged Bony. “The old boy hasn’t finished yet. One minute fifty seconds that smoke’s been coming out of him. ” Bony inquired. “Two minutes and five seconds . . ” Bony now observed that Mr Watson held a stop watch in his left hand.
It continued on to the post office, then it was turned and driven back to the hotel to unload its passengers. At the garage young Jason was kept busy pumping petrol and serving oil and examining engine defects. At noon the humming of the blowflies was subdued by the burst of children’s voices released from school. Rose Marie came flying up the street, to give Bony a wave and a smile before darting through the police station gate and into the house. Everyone who passed along Bony’s side of the street said “Good dayee” to him.
He had no coat and the striped cotton shirt he sported beneath a waistcoat was similar to those worn by city men. ” he asked with a friendly smile. “Never mind. Bit of bad luck. ” Bony’s teeth flashed. “I always try to meet adversity like a sportsman,” he said. “Good on you. That’s the spirit. I’m Watson, the local press correspondent. Own the news agency and fancy goods shop in this town. ” “That’s so. ” “Not Robert Burns? Lovely! You know, I get more fun out of this township than ever I did get out of Sydney.