He was quite aware that there was a risk attached to this, but if Winston had any communications with the police, it appeared advisable to discover what they were about.

Then he laughed, as riding on again he opened the packet.
"Agricultural Bureau documents," he said.

"This lot to be returned filled in! Well, if I can remember, I'll give them to Winston." As it happened, he did not remember, but he made a worse mistake just before his departure from the railroad settlement.

He had spent two nights at a little wooden hotel, which was not the one where Winston put up when he drove into the place, and to pass the time commenced a flirtation with the proprietor's daughter.

The girl was pretty, and Courthorne a man of different type from the wheat-growers she had been used to.