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I was sitting at one of h

ht, perhaps,At least, I had within the h the truth is that the evening was so exceptionally

fine, and the spot always so extraordinarily attractive to le of the strea to

my mind the otten all about angling and was sitting with rod laid by upon the

bank, the fly-book scarce noted in my hand Moreover, a peculiarly

fine specimen of Anopheles, (as I took it to be) was at that very

over e my collection offor the little phial in which I purposed to

enclose Anopheles, if I could coax hiht Indeed, I say, I

was at that very moment as happy as a man need be; or, at least, as

happy as I ever expected to be Iine my surprise, therefore, at

that moment to hear a voice, apparently intended for me, exclaim,

"Halt! Caitiff!"

I looked up, more annoyed than displeased or startled It is not often

one sees so fine a specimen of Anopheles; and one could have sworn

that, but for ht involuntary movement of the hand, he must have

settled; after which--crede experto!--he would have been the same as

in my phial, and doomed to the chloroform within the next hour

Besides, no ed, it is not wholly

seemly to be accosted as a caitiff, when one is on one's own land,

offending nono tribute,

feudal, commercial, military or personal, to any ular Had the time been some centuries