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Mr Sudberry, good man, did not mind much; he was out for a day's enjoyment, and having armed himself cap-a-pie with benevolence, was invulnerable. Not so the other members of the party, all of whom had to exercise a good deal of forbearance towards the boy.
It was while thus engaged, and in the middle of a tremendous shake, that Mr Sudberry suddenly became aware of the presence of a man not more than twenty yards distant. He was lying down on the embankment beside the road, and his ragged dress of muddy-brown corduroy so resembled the broken ground, on which he lay that he was not a very distinct object, even when looked at point-blank.
In his effort to approach the pool in question, which lay under the opposite bank, he exhibited not a few of the postures of the rope-dancer and the acrobat; but he succeeded, for Mr Sudberry was a man of indomitable pluck. Standing on a small stone, carefully balanced, and with his feet close together, he made a beautiful cast.
It was gracefully done; it was vigorously, manfully done considering the difficulty of the position, and the voracity of the midges and would have been undoubtedly successful but for the branch of a tree which grew on the opposite bank and overhung the stream. This branch Mr Sudberry, in his eagerness, did not observe.
They, too, forgot themselves; they did not know what extraordinary faces they went on making during the greater part of the time! Mr Sudberry began the battle by winding up the line, the salmon having begun to push slowly up stream after its first wild burst.
Mr Sudberry had, for some time past, talked of a long walking excursion with the whole family to a certain small loch or tarn among the hills. Mrs Sudberry had made up her mind, first, that she would not go; and second, that she would get everyone else to go, in order to let Mrs Brown and Hobbs have a thorough cleaning-up of the house.
Seizing the opportunity of the fine day, Mr Sudberry and George went out to fish. They fished with worm now, the streams being too much swollen for fly. Meanwhile, Master Jacky sauntered down alone, in a most free-and-easy independent manner, to visit old Moggy, who was thought to be in a dying state at least the doctor said so, and it was to be presumed that he was right.
"Now, Fred, you must take my place," said he, throwing himself in an exhausted condition on a "settle." "But perhaps your partner may want a rest?" suggested Fred. Lass Number 1 scorned the idea: so Fred began. "Are your fingers not tired?" asked Mr Sudberry, wiping his bald forehead, which glistened as if it had been anointed with oil. "Not yet," said McAllister quietly. Not yet!
Hobbs declares that he raised a salmon there; but I can't say I've ever seen one myself; though I have fished here every other morning for many weeks." Mr Sudberry had not quite finished speaking when Fred's rod was bent into the form of a large hoop. "Hallo! here, father, take it I don't know what to do." What a blaze of excitement beamed on the father's countenance!
Many people know, also, that "a talk" can be got up when people are in the right spirit, on any subject, and that the subject of all others most difficult to get up this "talk" upon, is religion. Mr Sudberry knew this; he felt much inclined at one time that night to talk about fishing, but he laid strong constraint on himself; and gave the conversation a turn in the right direction.
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