Menendez now said he thought she might as well give it up.

The tide was too low, and it was pretty near dinner-time, and, besides this, there was a shower coming on.
"Oh, no!" said she; "not just yet.

I feel sure I'll get a bite in a minute or two now.

Just wait a little longer." And so it went on, every few minutes, until we had waited about half an hour, and then Menendez said he must go, but if the gentleman wanted to buy the line, and stay there until the tide came in again, he'd sell it to him.

At this, the girl's father told her that she must stop, and so she very dolefully let Menendez untie the line.
"It's too bad!" she said, almost with tears in her eyes.