He was throwing a fly over a most likely pool and had already been rewarded by a rise.

On the bank lay a remarkably fine salmon, at least twenty pounds in weight, which he had caught.

He was in a very cheerful mood, and felt kindly towards every one in the world.
"Don't let me interrupt you," said Meldon.

"You're at one of the best spots on the whole river.

I'll sit down here and wait till you've finished." But the judge, though a very keen fisherman, was evidently more eager to talk to Meldon than to catch another salmon.