CHAPTER XI.
Sir Henry stepped back from the scales and eyed the fish which they had been weighing, admiringly.
"You see that, Mills?
You see that, Jimmy ?" he pointed out.

"Six and three-quarter pounds! I was right almost to an ounce.

He's a fine fellow!" "A very extraordinary fish, sir," the butler observed.

"Will you allow me to take your oilskins?
Dinner was served nearly an hour ago." Sir Henry slipped off his dripping overalls and handed them over.
"That's all right," he replied.

"Listen.