Excerpt from The Mystery of Choice The Purple Emperor watched me in silence. I cast again, spinning out six feet more of water proof silk, and, as the line hissed through the air far across the pool, I saw my three flies fall on the water like drifting thistledown. The Pur ple Emperor sneered. You see, he said, I am right. There is not a trout in Brittany that will rise to a tailed fly. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.