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John Bennett emerged from the wood-shed, which he had converted into a dark room, bearing a flat square box in either hand.
"Don't talk to me for a minute, Ella," he said as she rose from her knees--she was weeding her own pet garden--"or I shall get these blamed things mixed. This one"--he shook his right hand--"is a picture of trout, and it is a great picture," he said enthusiastically. "The man who runs the trout farm, let me take it through the glass side of the trench, and it was a beautifully sunny day."