"It is funny, but you needn't laugh at me," she said, slightly emphasising the "you."
"Never mind. I'll bait your hook, and you must have another shot."
Her newly baited line had scarcely been thrown in the water when she caught a fine roach.
"You'd better have it stuffed," he remarked, as he took it off the hook.
"It's going to stuff me. I'll have it tomorrow for breakfast."
In the next hour, she caught six perch of various sizes, four roach, and a gudgeon. Perigal caught nothing, a fact that caused Mavis to sympathise with his bad luck.
"Next time you'll do all the catching," she said.
"You mean you'll fish with me again?"
"Why shouldn't I?"
"Really, with me?"