All you have to do is go to my office in Williamstown, tell
my clerk to fill in a form for you, take it to the Treasury, and you
will get your money."
Davy went back to the office at Williamstown, had the form made out
by the clerk, and took it to Melbourne in the steamer, the last trip
she made that day. By this time the Treasury was closed. It was
situated in William Street, where the vast Law Courts are now; and
Davy was at the door when it was opened next morning, the first
claimant for money. A clerk took his paper, looked over it, smiled,
and said it was of no use whatever without Bunbury's signature. Davy
started for Williamstown again in the second boat, found that Bunbury
had gone away again in the 'Apollo', followed him in a whale boat,
overtook him off St. Kilda, obtained his signature, and returned to
the Treasury. Captain Lonsdale was there, but he said it was too
late to pay money that day, and also that the form should be signed
by someone at the Public Works office.
Then Davy's patience was gone, and he spoke the loud language of the
sea. The frail building shook as with an earthquake. Mr. Latrobe
was in a back room writing one of those gubernatorial despatches
which are so painful to read. He had to suspend the pangs of
composition, and he came into the front room to see what was the
matter.
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