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Henry Yates with apt and skilful fingers, succeeded in impaling the hindquarters of an exceedingly slippery sand crab with a small but vicious-looking hook. Afterwards, with a professional cast which might almost have been the effort of a fly fisherman, he allowed float and bait together to mount in a graceful arc over his head, and to subside half-a-dozen yards away from the pierhead. From that moment he stared steadily at his float but he lost all interest whatsoever in his occupation. He sucked stolidly at an old briar pipe, and considered the problem which had been haunting him ever since his master departed on the preceding night. Suddenly he heard a light voice a few inches behind his shoulder.
"Why do you stand there pretending to fish, Henry?" Nancy asked him curiously.