BBOWN WATEES 



teously: "Mademoiselle, la place de 



Monsieur X se trouve dans sa 



poignee!" 



The water of this lake is so clear that 

 you can see the fish stir, well below the 

 surface, and it is plain that the motions 

 of rod and arm are visible to them, for 

 unless at dusk or in windy weather, they 

 will only rise to a far-thrown fly that 

 falls with some delicacy. In another 

 lake, of such marvellous translucency 

 that the pebbles on the bottom can be 

 counted as you float five fathoms over 

 them, it is scarcely worth while attempt- 

 ing to fish in the daytime. Those who 

 have studied the caprices of its herring- 

 like trout, recommend the uncomfort- 

 able hour of two o'clock in the morning 

 as the best in the twenty-four. 



Lakes like these are exceptions in a 

 country whose waters take colour from 

 the peaty soil, from the mere tinge that 

 gives a dusky uncertainty in the deeper 

 places, running through many shades to 



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