You'll see none of them will be left." And so it proved; for as the water in the inclosure sank lower and lower the small fry were seen no more, but a swirl here and there showed that one, if not more, good-sized fish were left, and in the anticipation of a good catch we hopped about from stone to stone, and clambered along the hurdles.
"Hooray!" shouted Bob, who was now in a high state of delight, "isn't this better than learning our jolly old _hic_--_haec_--_hoc_, eh, Sep ?" "I should think so." "Oh!" There was a shout and a splash and we two roared with laughter, for Bigley had just then made a jump to gain a stone standing clear of the falling water, when, not allowing for the slippery sea-weed that grew upon it in a patch, his feet glided over the smooth stone and he came down in a sitting position in the water, which flew out in spray on all sides.
"Here! Hi! Net!--net!" shouted Bob.

"Come on, Sep, here's such a big one--a Bigley big one.

It's a shark, I know it is.

Look at his teeth!" "It's all very well to laugh," said Bigley, getting up and standing knee-deep in the water to squeeze the moisture out of the upper part of his clothes, "but how would you like it ?" "Ever so," cried Bob; "I'm as hot as hot.

Mind how you go near him, Sep, he'll bite.