CHAPTER XI
NO ALIMONY
"Shag!" exclaimed the colonel.
"Yes, sah!"
"We're going fishing tomorrow!"
"Is we, Colonel? Den I s'pects yo'll want t' git—"
"Get everything ready, yes. We'll go again to that place where Miss Mason found me. There's as good fish in that stream as any I didn't catch, and I want to try my luck."
"Yes, sah, Colonel. But, scuse me, didn't yo, figger on doin' some detectin' an' give up fishin'?" and Shag, with the freedom of an old servant, stood looking at his master as if not quite understanding the new twist the affairs had taken.
"That's all right, Shag. You do as I tell you. I'm going off fishing.
I may not catch anything—I may not want to after I get there. But for
a quiet place to think, give me a fishing excursion every time! And
I've got to d
