WHERE CHASMS FROWN 



At daybreak they retraced their steps to 

 the highway. At parting, the fugitive laugh- 

 ingly commented, "I have no name and you 

 never met me. I have thoroughly enjoyed 

 your companionship. Good luck go with 

 you!" 



Goggles had started to find the Angler and 

 they met on the road. "Where in Hell have 

 you been? I thought you were drowned/' 



The bed in the Angler's room looked most 

 inviting. 



The Angler wished to study both Salmon 

 and the Rainbow trout in their native waters. 

 He talked matters over with Macey. 



"So you want more of it, do you?" said 

 Goggles. "Well, by Jupiter! You have the 

 nerve. I'll take you to just the right spot. 

 Wait 'til I hitch up old Major and we'll go 

 along. Won't do to let you roam 'bout 

 alone." 



The road along the edge of a high plateau 

 was rough and nearly hidden by grass growth. 

 It ran towards the North in almost a straight 

 line. An easily forded, broadened brook 

 crossed the highway. They halted among the 

 mighty trees of an immense grove. A deep 

 ravine made an abrupt descent of nearly 



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