[Peveril of the Peak by Sir Walter Scott]@TWC D-Link bookPeveril of the Peak CHAPTER XI 5/12
I cannot tell what makes me dote on her, except that she is a capricious as her whole sex put together." "That I should think a small recommendation," answered his companion. "Small, do you term it," replied the Earl, "and write yourself a brother of the angle? Why, which like you best? to pull a dead strain on a miserable gudgeon, which you draw ashore by main force, as the fellows here tow in their fishing-boats--or a lively salmon, that makes your rod crack, and your line whistle--plays you ten thousand mischievous pranks--wearies your heart out with hopes and fears--and is only laid panting on the bank, after you have shown the most unmatchable display of skill, patience, and dexterity ?--But I see you have a mind to go on angling after your own old fashion.
Off laced coat, and on brown jerkin;--lively colours scare fish in the sober waters of the Isle of Man;--faith, in London you will catch few, unless the bait glistens a little.
But you _are_ going ?--Well, good luck to you.
I will take to the barge;--the sea and wind are less inconstant than the tide you have embarked on." "You have learned to say all these smart things in London, my lord," answered Julian; "but we shall have you a penitent for them, if Lady Cynthia be of my mind.
Adieu, and pleasure till we meet." The young men parted accordingly; and while the Earl betook him to his pleasure voyage, Julian, as his friend had prophesied, assumed the dress of one who means to amuse himself with angling.
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