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end, and can look very mischievous, but it 

 was not my fault if William had misrepre- 

 sented me as an oracle on the subject of my 

 particular hobby. That he should apologise 

 for me then by saying that " Everybody is 

 liable to make mistakes " I regarded as my 

 misfortune, and I proceeded in self-defence 

 to read the newspaper cutting. 



It was headed " Salmon for the Thames," 

 and stated in a few words that " a further 

 consignment of young salmon had been 

 liberated " by the association which under- 

 takes that laudable work. In fact, the para- 

 graph closely resembled others that I had 

 seen before, and I did not feel that it re- 

 quired any particular comment or that it 

 possessed any particular significance. I 

 looked to Amaryllis for enlightenment, and 

 was told without delay that if some people 

 put salmon into the Thames other people 

 could take them out again, and, moreover, 

 could make presentation thereof to Aunt 

 Elizabeth and other objects of deserved 

 esteem. 



" Certainly," agreed William weightily ; 

 it seemed that he did not object to being 

 a little oracular himself when it could 



