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And
out
he
went
,
and
left
us
alone
.
We
could
not
take
our
eyes
off
the
fish
after
that
.
It
really
was
a
remarkably
fine
fish
.
We
were
still
looking
at
it
,
when
the
local
carrier
,
who
had
just
stopped
at
the
inn
,
came
to
the
door
of
the
room
with
a
pot
of
beer
in
his
hand
,
and
he
also
looked
at
the
fish
.
"
Good-sized
trout
,
that
,
"
said
George
,
turning
round
to
him
.
"
Ah
!
you
may
well
say
that
,
sir
,
"
replied
the
man
;
and
then
,
after
a
pull
at
his
beer
,
he
added
,
"
Maybe
you
was
n't
here
,
sir
,
when
that
fish
was
caught
?
"
"
No
,
"
we
told
him
.
We
were
strangers
in
the
neighbourhood
.
"
Ah
!
"
said
the
carrier
,
"
then
,
of
course
,
how
should
you
?
It
was
nearly
five
years
ago
that
I
caught
that
trout
.
"
"
Oh
!
was
it
you
who
caught
it
,
then
?
"
said
I.
"
Yes
,
sir
,
"
replied
the
genial
old
fellow
.
"
I
caught
him
just
below
the
lock
--
leastways
,
what
was
the
lock
then
--
one
Friday
afternoon
;
and
the
remarkable
thing
about
it
is
that
I
caught
him
with
a
fly
.
I
'd
gone
out
pike
fishing
,
bless
you
,
never
thinking
of
a
trout
,
and
when
I
saw
that
whopper
on
the
end
of
my
line
,
blest
if
it
did
n't
quite
take
me
aback
.
Well
,
you
see
,
he
weighed
twenty-six
pound
.
Good-night
,
gentlemen
,
good-night
.
"
Five
minutes
afterwards
,
a
third
man
came
in
,
and
described
how
he
had
caught
it
early
one
morning
,
with
bleak
;
and
then
he
left
,
and
a
stolid
,
solemn-looking
,
middle-aged
individual
came
in
,
and
sat
down
over
by
the
window
.
None
of
us
spoke
for
a
while
;
but
,
at
length
,
George
turned
to
the
new
comer
,
and
said
:
