"You've lost as fine a fish as was ever pulled out of the sea." "How do you know ?" said Mark, beginning to haul in the line slowly hand over hand.

"You didn't see it." "See it! Why, I see it pull.

It was a fine un, and badly as we wants a bit o' fish too.

There, haul in sharp and put on a fresh bait." "It doesn't seem much use," said Mark bitterly.

"My hands are quite sore." "You'll be obliged to let me have a try.