The revelation was over and he was still alive . `` No , sir . We hardly ever see an Advertiser , and nobody told me . I 'd always been used to fishing there , and I never thought but what it was all right to keep on . I know I ought to have remembered and asked you , but truly , sir , I did n't mean to steal your fish . I used to sell them over at the hotels . We saw the notice today , Mother and me , and I came right up . I 've brought you the trout I caught this morning , and -- if only you wo n't prosecute me , sir , I 'll pay back every cent I got for the others -- every cent , sir -- if you 'll give me time . '' Mr. Walters passed his hand across his mouth to conceal something like a smile . `` Your name is Dan Phillips , is n't it ? '' he said irrelevantly , `` and you live with your mother , the Widow Phillips , down there at Carleton Corners , I understand . '' `` Yes , sir , '' said Dan , wondering how Mr. Walters knew so much about him , and if these were the preliminaries of prosecution . Mr. Walters took up his pen and drew a blank sheet towards him . `` Well , Dan , I put that notice in because I found that many people who used to fish on my pond , irrespective of leave or licence , were accustomed to lunch or camp on my property , and did not a little damage . I do n't care for trouting myself ; I 've no time for it . However , I hardly think you 'll do much damage . You can keep on fishing there . I 'll give you a written permission , so that if any of my men see you they wo n't interfere with you . As for these trout here , I 'll buy them from you at Mosquito Lake prices , and will say no more about the matter . How will that do ? ''
`` Thank you , XXXXX , '' stammered Dan .
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