Chapter 4
Sydney Town was no more than a small village dominated mainly by the military, and by men in general. The women were either out of sight at home or there weren’t many of them to begin with. The buildings were small, though solidly built, and the roads were pressed earth. In the distance, in almost every direction, was thick bush.
“Not much here,” said Jacob as he surveyed his new surroundings.
“I suppose that’s why they sent us here,” said Peter.
They’d been marched down the gangplank and were being escorted towards a long building, which apart from its length, had little else to distinguish it from the other white-washed, thatched buildings that proliferated near the harbour.
And what a motley bunch they must have appeared to those looking on from the sidelines. Their cloth
