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Philip Steele of the Royal Northwest Mounted Police

CHAPTER XIII
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"I have them made especially for myself." A sound outside the door made him pause with a lighted match between his fingers.

"How about dogs and Indian ?" he asked.

"May they come in ?" Philip began hobbling toward the door.
"So exciting to meet a man from home that I forgot all about 'em," he exclaimed.
With three or four quick steps the doctor overtook him and caught him by the arm.
"Just a moment," he said quickly.

"How far is Fort Smith from here ?" "About sixty miles." "Do you suppose I could get there without--his assistance ?" "If you're willing to bunk here for a few days--yes," said Philip.

"I'm going on to Fort Smith myself as soon as I am able to walk." An expression of deep relief came into the doctor's eyes.
"That's just what I want, Steele," he exclaimed, unfeignedly delighted at Philip's suggestion.


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