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 To this period of his life Boake always looked back with keen pleasure. He was now 23 years old, in the prime of youth. No portrait gives a complete idea of him, but at this time he was changing from the bright lad to a thoughtful man. Boake matured slowly, and to the last there was a touch of boyishness in his nature and appearance. In figure he was slim and loosely-knit, rather tall than short. ‘He looked infinitely better on a horse than off,’ says his friend Raymond. His eyes were dark, his hair dark-brown, almost black; and his face was made remarkable by a deep scar on the right brow, the result of a fall in childhood. He has been called him ‘shy, moody, dispirited.’ Listless he seemed often in the Monaro days, and sometimes dispirited; but rather reserved than shy. The moodiness came later.

On 29th August the mob had reached. Windorah, and Boake writes—