We've had two bad seasons running, and everything has gone wrong.
Colonel Becker is a big one with the company.

Ain't no doubt about that, and ten to one he'll think it's a new man that's wanted here." "Nonsense!" exclaimed Steele.

A sudden flash shot into his face as he looked hard at Breed.

"See here, how would you like to have me go out to meet them ?" he asked.

"Sort of a welcoming committee of one, you know.
Before they got here I could casually give 'em to understand what Lac Bain has been up against during the last two seasons." Breed's face brightened in an instant.
"That might save us, Steele.