"Come back to Fremantle as soon as you feel inclined, as I have a lot to say to you about our future prospects. I advise you to leave Black Boy with Kenley, or sell him if you think it best. I shall be glad to see you again; you cannot understand how I miss you. Have had no news of the pearling fleet, but expect they will be back soon. By the way, the only bit of inferior news I have is that old Silas Filey has gone on a trip to Shark's Bay. What the deuce takes the old fellow to that outlandish place I do not know, but he has taken the black pearl with him or else hidden it somewhere. Wait until he comes back and if he does not give it up, I'll throttle the life out of him. Another item of news. I saw that black thief, Kylis, in Fremantle, and he is in funds. Where he got the money from the Lord knows; but he had the cheek to ask me to assist him in fitting out a schooner. He said he had over a hundred pounds, and would I advance him the rest. As we were not near the harbour, or the river, I had no opportunity of pitching him into the water, but he evidently understood the meaning of my language and cleared off with a rapidity seldom seen in the black race. You need not trouble about the pearl, Silas is sure to have it safe, and I will get it when he returns." Jack Redland went to Joel Kenley's, taking the letter with him, and read it to the trainer. "Now you will understand why I could not tell you where he had gone," said Jack, as he finished Barry's epistle. "You were perfectly right to keep everything to yourself," replied Joel. "It is very good of him to send me a hundred pounds." "You deserve that and more, and I hope you will not refuse if I offer you another hundred to match it." "I shall not refuse," replied Joel, "for I know the spirit in which it is offered." "Will you take charge of the horses while I am away?" asked Jack. "I leave for Fremantle by the next boat." "Willingly; they are both worth keeping in training, and will pay their way." "You must run them when you like," said Jack. "Please use them as though they were your own, and I will leave a couple of hundred pounds to your credit to back them with." "I will do my best," said Joel, who appreciated the confidence placed in him. Bricky came in for his share of the plums, and found himself in possession of a far larger sum than he had been accustomed to handle of late years. Fred Manns, the head lad, had no cause to grumble, nor had either of the jockeys who rode "the two boys." "I told you he was a good sort," said Bricky. "He is," replied Fred Manns, "one of the very best." It was now public property in Sydney that Barry Tuxford had left suddenly to claim the best part of the Bundoola Creek Mines, and Jack Redland was congratulated on all sides at being the partner of such a successful man. "I am not his partner," said Jack, "at least I have put no money into these claims."