Raoul was ablaze with indignation.

The flies are a different proposition. It takes a while to learn the ‘Aussie salute’, waving your hand in front of your face at regular intervals to keep the flies away. It doesn’t matter where they land, as long as you keep them off your face, out of your nose and mouth. No matter how accomplished you become at the Aussie salute, you have not really made it until you have swallowed an Aussie bush fly.

I went down to the water Like a lamb to the slaughter Didn't know what was waiting for me there Nobody warned me Nobody told me My excuse is I wasn't prepared

He watched with a chill of wonder the basalt mask splotched with ivy shadow whose round eyes stared back with Kolonian penthos, Dushara with his face among leaves.