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Peveril of the Peak

CHAPTER XI
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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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