A valise and two thick blankets were strapped to the saddle, and he had donned the fur cap and coat Courthorne usually wore.
Courthorne himself stood close by smiling at him sardonically.
"If you keep the cap down and ride with your stirrups long, as I've fixed them, anybody would take you for me," said he.

"Go straight through the settlement, and let any man you come across see you.

His testimony would come in useful if Stimson tries to fix a charge on me.
You know your part of the bargain.

You're to be Lance Courthorne for a fortnight from to-day." "Yes," said Winston dryly.

"I wish I was equally sure of yours." Courthorne laughed.