ello," he said to Norman. "Pretty classy boats these, eh?"
"Yes," responded the boy, "and pretty rare too. You don't see many of these around any more."
"I thought all the Indians used birch-bark boats in the North," commented the young man.
"No more!" explained Roy. "They ship cedar boats up to Herschel Island now. I haven't seen one of these bark boats for years. But these are the real stuff!"
"Do you live here?" asked the young man, drawing on his cigarette.
"Both of us have lived here all our lives," answered Roy, looking the unusual young man over carefully.
"Well, I'm a stranger," resumed the young man, proffering his cigarette case, which appeared to be of gold and bore a crest on it. When the boys declined he went on: "I'm going to live here now, however. I've just come from Paris. I'm Mr. Zept's son. You know him?"
The two boys straightened. Mr. Zept was one of the richest and most active citizens of Calgary. He was even ranked as a millionaire, having
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