You don't do it badly, Winston." He went out by another door, almost as the grizzled sergeant came in and stood still, looking at the master of the homestead.
"I haven't seen you since I came here, Mr.Courthorne, and now you remind me of another man I once had dealings with," he said.
Winston laughed a little.

"I scarcely fancy that is very civil, Sergeant." "Well," said the prairie-rider, "there is a difference, when I look at you more closely.

Let me see, I met you once or twice back there in Alberta ?" He appeared to be reflecting, but Winston was on his guard.

"More frequently, I fancy, but you had nothing definite against me, and the times have changed.

I would like to point that out to you civilly.
Your chiefs are also on good terms with us at Silverdale, you see." The sergeant laughed.