“Come on, Trouble!” called Ted.
“We’ll take good care of him, Mother,” promised Janet, in answer to her mother’s look.
“Where you goin’?” William wanted to know. “Are you goin’ to see a nellifunt?”
“We are going to see some fish,” answered Ted. For sometimes a boat laden with fish from the nets would come ashore as an empty boat went out, so both operations could be seen at the same time.
“I don’t want to see fish—I want to see nellifunt!” objected Trouble, hanging back.
“Oh, come on!” urged Ted, with a laugh. “Maybe you’ll see a shark, Trouble, or a horse mackerel. That’s almost as good as an elephant.”
“Do they have sharks in the nets?” asked Janet, eagerly.
“Oh, yes,” her mother told her. “I read the other day that a large one got in the nets of some fishermen and tore the nets all to pieces. The fishermen caught the shark, however, and brought him to shore.”
“I wish they’d catch one now!” exclaimed Ted.
“What’s a horse mackerel?” Janet wanted to know.