George did as he was told, and then handed the photograph to Flora.
"How did your people get it?" he asked the trooper.
"I can't say; they don't go into explanations."
"But what do you think? Did Flett take the photograph?"
"No, sir; I heard him tell the sergeant he knew nothing about a camera.
He may have got somebody to take it or may have bought the thing."
"Do you know where he is?"
"I only know he got special orders after Mr. Grant was robbed. It's my idea he was somewhere around when the photograph was taken."
"I wonder where it was taken? In Alberta, perhaps, though I'm inclined to think it was on the other side of the frontier."
"That is my opinion," said Flora. "There's not a great difference between us and our neighbors, but the dress of the mounted men and the style of the stores are somehow American. I'd say Montana, or perhaps Dakota."
"Montana," said the trooper. "The big bunch of cattle seems to fix it."