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often carry such a load back to town in these bad 

 times. 



It is a thing possibly worth noting that of all the 

 busy throng travelling back to London in the same 

 train as myself, not one had the courtesy or intelligence 

 to ask me of his own volition whether I had caught 

 anything. I simply had to enter into conversation 

 with people and lead artfully up to the subject of 

 successful anglers before the desired question would 

 come. And then, when I had told them what a beauty 

 it was, and how it fought, and how I had only come by 

 accident, and what the keeper said, and what they said 

 at the mill, and and everything else, the gentleman 

 who seemed most interested, and had really simulated 

 some enthusiasm, asked what it was. Was it " what 

 they call a jack " ? Glory is a difficult thing to achieve. 



