You say well. But this trade has kept me since I was a child. I cannot leave it now.
SECOND PRIEST.
Listen. The sight of this man has brought back something to my mind. Down this river there is a place they call Rock-tumble. And there, when I passed that way three years ago, I met just such a fisherman as this. And when I told him this cormorant-fishing was reckoned a sin against life, I think he listened; for he brought me back to his house and lodged me with uncommon care.
FISHER.
And you are the priest that came then?
SECOND PRIEST.
Yes, I am he.
FISHER.
That cormorant-fisher died.