Dick glanced at the new recruit and pursed his lips.
“Did he volunteer for this service?” he asked.
“Yes. Seemed anxious to go. Didn’t even want pay for his services. Rather unusual, isn’t it?”
“Perhaps he has relatives or friends at Keechewan he’s been worrying about,” surmised Dick.
“Of course, that may explain it. Still, I can’t say I like his looks. You’d better watch him.”
“I’ll be on my guard,” laughed Dick as he leaned over in his saddle to shake hands. “I’ll do my very best, inspector.”
“I know you will. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have sent you.”
The grim mouth relaxed into a faint smile. Cameron reached up and gripped Dick’s hand.
“Good-bye,” he said simply.