It's an arrangement that will meet the views of everybody, because I'll know whether the Canadians want you or not, in the morning." Winston did not know what prompted him to agree, but it all seemed part of a purpose that impelled him against his reasoning will, and he sat still beside the stove, while his host went out to give orders respecting supper and the return of the sleigh.

He was also glad to be alone a while, for now and then a fit of anger shook him as he saw how he had been duped by Courthorne.

He had heard Shannon's story, and, remembering it, could fancy that Courthorne had planned the trooper's destruction with a devilish cunning that recognized by what means the blame could be laid upon a guiltless man.

Winston's face became mottled with gray again as he realized that if he revealed his identity he had nothing but his word to offer in proof of his innocence.
Still, it was anger and not fear that stirred him, for nobody could arrest a man who was dead, and there was no reason that would render it undesirable for him to remain so.

His farm would when sold realize the money borrowed upon it, and the holder of the mortgage had received a profitable interest already.