it into the calm little bay aforesaid, gave it the butt, and scooped it out with the net. This fourth fish, however, escaped at the third manual exercise, and the Adelphi lamented aloud, wondering that we cared so little. Of course, with three good fish on the bank, no one would grudge a fourth his life. But the Adelphi lacked experience. What they wanted now was to see the bank strewn with dead fishes. Oberhausen was fishing again. He wanted one more. And in five minutes he got it; 2½ lb. This was the end. The sea-stream had run down to nothing at all, the sea-trout had all gone over the bar into deep water, where fishing was out of the question. Oberhausen, that he might have nothing wherewith to reproach himself, gave it one more turn from top to bottom, and then we loaded up the basket and the net with the four fish (13½ lb. in all) and set our faces for home, with high resolves for the morrow.
