Then you're the man that Uncle Howard--" She stopped abruptly, a flush on her cheek.

Then she turned to the N.C.O.

"Yes, sergeant, that will do," as the man brought half a dozen large biscuit cans and as many large bottles of prepared coffee.
As Barry's eyes fell upon the biscuit cans an idea came to him.
"Will these cans hold water ?" he inquired.
"Yes, sir," replied the sergeant.
"Then, we're fixed," cried Barry, in high delight.

"This is perfectly fine." "What do you mean ?" asked the girl.
"We'll dump the biscuits, and boil the coffee in the cans.

I haven't camped on the Athabasca for nothing.