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Philip Steele of the Royal Northwest Mounted Police

CHAPTER VII
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"Couldn't come up to-morrow, so thought we'd do it to-night." Philip heard the closing of a door, and footsteps crunched in the snow close to his ears.
"Love o' God!" came the voice again.

"What's this you've brought them up in, Fingy ?" "Coffin box, sir.

Only thing the maps'd fit into, and it's been layin' around useless since MacVee kem down in it Mebby you can find use for it, later," he chuckled grewsomely.

"Ho-ho-ho! mebby you can!" A moment later the box was lifted and Philip knew that he was being carried up a step and through a door, then with a suddenness that startled him he found himself standing upright.

His prison had been set on end! "Not that way, man," objected Hodges, for Philip was now certain that he was in the presence of the chief of construction.


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