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Chapter 17
GeorgeandI—Idon’tknowwhathadbecomeofHarris;hehadgoneoutandhadashave,earlyintheafternoon,andhadthencomebackandspentfullfortyminutesinpipeclayinghisshoes,wehadnotseenhimsince —GeorgeandI,therefore,andthedog,lefttoourselves,wentforawalktoWallingfordonthesecondevening,and,cominghome,wecalledinatalittleriver-sideinn,forarest,andotherthings.
Wewentintotheparlourandsatdown. Therewasanoldfellowthere,smokingalongclaypipe,andwenaturallybeganchatting.
Hetoldusthatithadbeenafinedaytoday,andwetoldhimthatithadbeenafinedayyesterday,andthenwealltoldeachotherthatwethoughtitwouldbeafinedaytomorrow;andGeorgesaidthecropsseemedtobecomingupnicely.
Afterthatitcameout,somehoworother,thatwewerestrangersintheneighbourhood,andthatweweregoingawaythenextmorning.
Thenapauseensuedintheconversation,duringwhichoureyeswanderedroundtheroom. Theyfinallyresteduponadustyoldglass-case,fixedveryhighupabovethechimney-piece,andcontainingatrout. Itratherfascinatedme,thattrout;itwassuchamonstrousfish. Infact,atfirstglance,Ithoughtitwasacod.
"Ah!"saidtheoldgentleman,followingthedirectionofmygaze,"finefellowthat,ain’the?"
"Quiteuncommon,"Imurmured;andGeorgeaskedtheoldmanhowmuchhethoughtitweighed.
"Eighteenpoundssixounces,"saidourfriend,risingandtakingdownhiscoat.