As
soon as he had dragged it so far away from the edge of the rocks as to
prevent its flapping into the water again, William took out the hook
and determined to try for another. His line was down as short a time as
before, when it was again jerked with violence; but William was this
time prepared, and he let out the line and played the fish till it was
tired, and then pulled it up, and found that the second fish was even
larger than the first. Satisfied with his success, he wound up his
lines, and, running a piece of string through the gills of the fish,
dragged them back to the tents, and hanged them to the pole, for fear
of the dogs eating them; he then went in, and was soon fast asleep. The
next morning William was the first up, and showed his prizes with much
glee; but Ready was very much displeased with him.
"You did very wrong, William, to run the risk which you did. If you
were resolved to catch fish, why did you not tell me, and I would have
gone with you? You say, yourself, that the fish nearly hauled you into
the water; suppose it had done so, or suppose a small shark instead of
one of these gropers (as we call them) had taken the bait, you must
have been jerked in; and the rocks are so steep there, that you would
not have been able to get out again before a shark had hold of you.
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