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| Chapter Ten |

| The evening sky was streaked with long, uncertain bands of red. Sasha was weary in the saddle, but relieved that they had finally reached the plain beyond the gum tree forest. She gazed around her, wondering about this land that was dust-colored but liberally sprinkled with the gray-green of water-conserving mulga and mallee shrubs. Ashton had taught her that sheep grazing in mallee scrub, patches of which extended for miles, could get lost because the tough bushes of eucalyptus dumosa were too high for a man to see across, even from horseback. Sasha shuddered when she heard dingoes howling in the middle distance, recalling also that Ashton had told her that the mallee was known as dingo shrub because it sheltered the wild dogs that shepherds had learned to fear most. |

| She eyed Lightning. The pup's ears were perked |

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