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I had caught him, proved too small for keeping. So I gave him his liberty.
Ven: Why, sir, what fly is this? Here is a woundily big hook, and here is a brave show of silver tinsel and peacock herl.
Pisc: It is a sedge-fly that came by accident among my tackle.
Ven: Here comes friend Corydon, the keeper, to lead you to your dry clothes.
Pisc: Prithee, sweet scholar, not a word about the sedge-fly. Our day is ended, and I am glad to see that you have profited so well by my instruction.
Ven: And by your example, fair master.
