`` Do n't tell Ella May anything about it . It would worry her . And do n't cry , Mother , I guess it 'll be all right . Let me have my dinner now and I 'll go straight off . '' Dan ate his dinner rapidly ; then he carefully cleaned his trout , put them in a long basket , with rhubarb leaves over them , and started with an assumed cheerfulness very far from his real feelings . He had barely passed the gate when another boy came shuffling along -- a tall , raw-boned lad , with an insinuating smile and shifty , cunning eyes . The newcomer nodded familiarly to Dan . `` Hello , sonny . Going over to the Lake with your catch , are you ? You 'll fry up before you get there . There 'll be nothing left of you but a crisp . '' `` No , I 'm not going to the Lake . I 'm going up to the factory to see Mr. Walters . '' Sam French gave a long whistle of surprise . `` Why , Dan , what 's taking you there ? You surely ai n't thinking of trying for that place , are you ? Walters would n't look at you . Why , he would n't take me ! You have n't the ghost of a chance . '' `` No , I 'm not going for that .
Sam , did you know that Mr. Walters had a notice in the Lake Advertiser that nobody could fish XXXXX his pond this summer ? ''
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