Beyond the Black Stump by Nevil Shute

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By Nevil Shute

Stanton Laird, a tender American geologist with a mystery, involves the Australian outback to look for oil. There he meets an unconventional farming kinfolk and falls in love with their Mollie Regan. even if cultural changes among Stanton’s and Mollie’s worlds strength the 2 fanatics to make tough judgements.

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She laughed. ' 'I shouldn't think so,' he replied. ' 'They don't live in places like our shearers' quarters, anyway,' she said. 'No, I don't suppose they do that. ' Mr Clem Roger-son of Mannahill Station fifty-six miles away over the bush tracks had a sixteen-millimetre talkie outfit, and gave a show in his garden each Saturday night, on films flown up from Perth. 'I don't know. ' 'I usually go over. ' 'I don't know if they're going over this time or not. ' 'Tell me on the air tomorrow night, in the natter session.

Maybe we were. ' 'I guess I will one day. ' 'I dunno. ' 'I made out all right/ said the geologist. ' Chuck said sleepily, 'Maybe so. You got the book learning and turned into somebody. I got Ruth and turned into a bum. ' Stanton laughed. ' 'Okay. ' They set off next day soon after dawn and made their way on horseback to retrieve the head and antlers of the buck. On the ridge above Cooper's Gully they met a forest ranger riding down towards his cabin, and told him about the buck. The ranger had two-way radio at his cabin, and they gave him a telegram to Stanton's father asking to be met with a horse truck at Reaver River dude ranch next morning; this was fifty miles from Hazel hut was the shortest way out of the Primitive Area for them, and would save them a couple of days on the homeward trail.

Life at Laragh Station sank back into its normal, quiet routine. The women cooked and mended, the aboriginal women moved languidly about the housework. Outside, Pat Regan and his half-caste sons broke horses in slow time and rode out quietly to the water-holes to move the sheep around, generally in the cool of the early morning. In the heat of the day they worked in the shade, maintaining the cars and trucks and pumps and lighting system. The Judge taught school in the morning and took a siesta in the afternoon, dreaming perhaps of Waynflete's chapel or of the cloisters of Dunchester Cathedral, or merely of the incredible and ever increasing current account in the Commonwealth Bank in Perth.

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