No one paid any heed to the imperious “Here!” so the lad shouted again:
“Hi! Here! You, sir!”
Josh looked up very deliberately, saw that the eyes of the stranger were fixed upon Will, and looked down again.
“He’s hailing o’ you, my lad,” he said in a gruff voice, just as the stranger shouted again:
“Hi! Do you hear?”
Will looked up, took in the new-comer’s appearance at a glance, and said:
“Well, what is it?”
The new-comer frowned at this cool reply from a lad in canvas trousers and blue jersey, which glittered with scales. The fisher-boy ought to have said “Yes, sir,” and touched his straw hat. Consequently his voice was a little more imperious of tone as he said sharply:
“What are you doing?”
Will looked amused, and there was a slight depression at each corner of his mouth as he said quietly: