Oh, don't I wish I had a boat-hook, I'd fetch him out." "I don't care.

It's only sea-water.

I don't mind," grumbled Bigley wading about in the pool.

"I say, boys, here's a salmon and a whole lot of mullet." "Where, where ?" cried Bob, and, without a moment's hesitation he jumped in and waded towards Bigley.
"There! Can't you see 'em?
There they go!" cried Bigley pointing.
"No." "Why, out yonder! They're lying there quiet now amongst the stones." "Oh, won't I give it you for this, old Big!" cried Bob.

"There are no fish there at all.