"No.  An’ he looks after his mother as if she was a bit of china an’ might break.  He’d look after me, too, if I’d let him.  Many’s the time when I’ve been workin’ there on a hot day he come down the paddock to me with a billy of tea or a bottle of lemon syrup.  An’ they’d no more let me go without havin’ me afternoon tea than they’d fly!"