"Still," he said, "I think it could be done, and I've another count against you.

You had one or two deals with the boys some little while ago." "I'm not afraid of your fixing up against me anything I did then," said the other man.
"No ?" said Stimson.

"Now, I guess you're wrong, and it might be a good deal more serious than whisky-running.

One night a man crawled up to your homestead through the snow, and you took him in." He saw the sudden fear in his companion's face before he turned it from the lantern.
"It has happened quite a few times," said the latter.

"We don't turn any stranger out in this country." "Of course!" said the Sergeant gravely, though he felt a little thrill of content as he saw the shot, he had been by no means sure of, had told.