‘Don’t go on doing that,’ said the trout. ‘You butt me here, and you butt me there, and you’ve got no self-control. It’s very boring of you. Better go away. You needn’t bother to come back any more, for ever. I shan’t miss you at all. I only wish you had missed me.’
‘I wish I had too,’ said David. ‘But I was getting on so nicely, and I wanted to show somebody.’
‘And you’re mudding everything up,’ said the trout. ‘So you’d better show somebody else, and not me. I don’t care what you do, or where you go, so long as you don’t do and go it here.’
David felt annoyed at this.
‘Are all trout as rude as you?’ he asked.
The trout opened its mouth two or three times, and each time David thought it was going to speak.
David and the trout
‘Yes,’ it said at length. ‘All.’
‘I should think you must get rather tired of each other’s company then,’ said David.