"I came up the road," I said.
There was a pause. "Up the road? You came straight through J.J. Pace's yard?" I caught the wonder in his voice.
"I did it in the dark."
"Dark or not, 10 years ago you couldn't of done that. I've knowed J.J. Pace as long as he's been Mr. Nunnally's overseer. He's near about as old as I am. Ten years ago he'd of been on your back like a cat."
"Time passes," I allowed.
"Ain't that a fact. You know who's the best man ever fished this place?"
"The man who owns it, old M.D. Nunnally's son Moses Jr. Plenty of time I been as close to him as I am to you and seen him pickin' fish out of places I been at all day without gettin' a bite."
"What kind of bait does he use?"
"Different things. I seen him catch a bass once right where you are."