They were skirting around the spread, Julia pointing out what needed doing and when they returned to the horses in their paddock, they leaned across the top of the fencing and gazed at those fine animals, both lost in thought.
“They are beautiful looking animals,” said Nolan, not taking his eyes from the horses as they nickered and played with one another.
“I think Cole sunk most of his savings into buying them. He’s thinking of setting up a stud, sell to the Army.”
“Profitable that can be,” said Nolan. “I know that was what Rancine was hoping to do, amongst other things.”
“You don’t think you’ll go back to him?”
An image of Lawrenson’s dead, bloated body sprang to mind, how the boulders slapped off his swollen belly as he lay in that ditch, and he shuddered. “No thank you! My days of
