Jimmy reached the crossed lines, knife in hand, by the time Dannie was there.
"Will you cut ?" cried Jimmy.
"Na!" bellowed Dannie.

"I've give up every damn thing to ye all my life, but I'll no give up the Black Bass.

He's mine, and I'll land him!" Jimmy made a lunge for the lines.

Dannie swung his pole backward drawing them his way.

Jimmy slashed again.