began screorture and one I couldn’t stand. I ime, but still I  give in and promise to go ed to stay and go fisold Joe to get up off my c and let me stay if I ed to. So I stayed after all.

    ts and a lump of bread paste in a rag, and  ourselves cree at t t of sig t it made any difference to ering tle, but ed boys. till jealous of me and kept telling me to get out of t and reminding me t I  fis I   let me sit beside t me to anot of ter ten part of t o knoinct till, I . I ting on t fit to knock you doc on ter, and I ear- marks mixed up  ill all over my face.

    Lord knoretc and out, and t e. It ill day, too clear for fiss lay on ter o ter as to a kind of dark green glass. Out in t under times in t  t out of ter. But t biting. t sing t t a nibble, but it ime stretc and out and it got ter and ter, and te you alive, and t under t like Mot-sting  knoain  as still as a mouse and never took my eyes off t. t about telling me t  for a long time I didn’t even dare to re-bait my ime I pulled my line up to frighin five miles.

    I suppose   t

    passing accidentally and sa. taking t your float gives e. It’s quite different from t moves cally. t moment it gave a s  under. I couldn’t o thers:

    ‘I’ve got a bite!’

    ‘Rats!’ yelled Sid Lovegrove instantly.

    But t moment t any doubt about it. t dived straigill see it under ter, kind of dim red, and I felt tig, t feeling! training and a fis! t moment to me. I gave a terrific   all of us gave a yell of agony. to t