“Why, how big do they grow, then?” cried Dick, as the eel was thrown into the locker and the lid shut down.
“I’ve seen them ninety pounds!” said Will. “Josh, there, saw one a hundred. Didn’t you, Josh?”
“Hundred and three pounds and an half!” said Josh. “We shall have some sport to-night!”
Chapter Twenty Four.
Arthur catches his first Conger, and takes a Lesson in something else.
“Oh!” shouted Arthur; “oh! something’s pulling me out of the—”
Boat he would have said, for he had turned the line round his right-hand to keep the lead from the bottom; and all at once it had seemed to him that there was a slight quiver of the line; then it was drawn softly a little way, and then there was a heavy sustained pull that took his arm over the side, and he seemed as if he were about to follow it, only Josh leaned towards him, and took hold of the line beyond his hand.
“Untwist it, my lad; don’t turn it round your fingers like that. That’s right. Now, take hold with both hands.”