self," he said. "Constable Morgan, if you will step out, I think you will find Sergeant McKeever in his bunk. He reported in a couple of hours ago for permission to push across into the Mackenzie Basin."
A moment later, Connie was shaking the big Sergeant's shoulder. "Hey, Dan," he called, "wake up!"
"What you want?" growled McKeever, sleepily opening his eyes.
"The Superintendent wants you over at the office to identify an acquaintance of yours."
"Who is it?" growled the Sergeant as he reached for his trousers.
"Oh, just a fellow by the name of Notorious Bishop I picked up about a week ago out in the hills," answered the boy with a great show of nonchalance.
"Notorious Bishop!" cried McKeever, staring into the boy's face. "What do you mean, Notorious Bishop? If Notorious Bishop is in this country he's over on the Mackenzie."
"Is he?" asked the boy with a grin, "you wait and see."
A few moments later, Dan McKeever entered
