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fly in front of him in a line with some natural ones, 

 and he sucked it in without any suspicion of the 

 fraud, was well hooked, played, and restrained as he 

 made for his haunt in a weed-covered cleft of lime- 

 stone rock at the bottom, clearly seen in deep water. 

 In the evening I tried again up to the Lathkill, and 

 heyond to Filliford Bridge, but only small grayling 

 came to hand and were returned. The next stage 

 fished was from Filliford Bridge, along the east 

 bank through the Chase to the narrow wooden foot- 

 bridge, and on the opposite bank where the river 

 takes a wide sweep round before gliding under 

 Haddon stone bridge. Everything was favourable 

 for sport, in this, the best and most sequestered 

 portion of the fishery, with the result that by 

 3 o'clock p.m. seven handsome trout averaging lib. 

 each, and two large grayling much over that weight, 

 were killed. It was enough. And for the nonce I 

 had even a greater attraction in view than further 

 fly-fishing ; therefore rod, creel, &c., were left at a 

 neighbouring cottage, and I entered into the unique 

 baronial residence of Haddon Hall, to look over it 

 for the first time, and to meet my son, who was on 

 a sketching tour and had been granted free entree 

 at all times to paint his three pictures: (1) the 

 Banqueting Hall ; (2) the flight of steps down 

 which Dorothy Vernon is said (without any 

 confirmation of it in the family records) to have 



