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By Jove, it would scare _me_ if I was a trout!" But things were not as bad as he had expected. BY JOVE IT WOULD SCARE ME IF I WAS A TROUT BUT THINGS WERE NOT AS BAD AS HE HAD EXPECTED
nance, herself keeping an air of sweet disinterestedness. “They’ll be here this evening for dinner. I’m sending the carriage over for them, and they won’t stay more than a week.” “Perhaps I shall go up to town. I don’t quite know yet.” Georgie moved away irresolutely. There was a lecture at the United Services Institute on the supply of ammunition in the field, and the one man whose theories most irritated Major Cottar would deliver it. A heated discussion was sure to follow, and perhaps he might find himself moved to speak. He took his rod that afternoon and went down to thrash it out among the trout. “Good sport, dear!” said the mother, from the terrace. “’Fraid it won’t be, mummy. All those men from town, and the girls particularly, have put every trout off his feed for weeks. There isn’t one of ’em that cares for fishin’—really. Fancy stampin’ and shoutin’ on the bank, and tellin’ every fish for half a mile exactly what you’re goin’ to do, and then chuckin’ a brute of a fly at him! HICH THE DELIGHTED MOTHER READ IN HIS COUNTENANCE HERSELF KEEPING AN AIR OF SWEET DISINTERESTEDNESS THEY'LL BE HERE THIS EVENING FOR DINNER I'M SENDING THE CARRIAGE OVER FOR THEM AND THEY WON'T STAY MORE THAN A WEEK PERHAPS I SHALL GO UP TO TOWN I DON'T KNOW YET GEORGIE MOVED AWAY IRRESOLUTELY THERE WAS A LECTURE AT THE UNITED SERVICES INSTITUTE ON SUPPLY OF AMMUNITION IN THE FIELD AND THE ONE MAN WHOSE THEORIES MOST IRRITATED MAJOR COTER WOULD DELIVER IT A HEATED DISCUSSION WAS SURE TO FOLLOW AND PERHAPS HE MIGHT FIND HIMSELF MOVED TO SPEAK HE TOOK HIS ROD THAT AFTERNOON AND WENT DOWN TO THRASH IT ABOUT AMONG THE TROUT GOOD SPORT DEAR SAID THE MOTHER FROM THE TERRACE FRAID IT WON'T BE MUMMY ALL THOSE MEN FROM TOWN AND THE GIRLS PARTICULARLY HAVE PUT EVERY TROUT OFF HIS FEED FOR WEEKS THERE ISN'T ONE OF EM THAT CARES FOR FISHING REALLY FANCY STAMPING AND SHOUTING ON THE BANK AND TELLING EVERY FISH FOR HALF A MILE EXACTLY WHAT YOU'RE GOING TO DO AND THEN CHUCKING A BRUTE OF A FLY AT HIM
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