Ted, Janet and Trouble wandered about in the crowd, looking at the boat which was ready to be launched. Another boat had come in a few minutes before, and the men were busy taking out the fish. There were many kinds—some good to eat and some not. Those that were of no use were tossed away. The others were put into bushel baskets and loaded on a long two-horse truck to be taken up to the fish house. There they would be put into iced barrels.
“Oh, there’s a lobster!” cried Ted, as a big one was tossed on top of a basket filled with fish.
“I want to see a shark!” announced Trouble in his shrill little voice, and the crowd laughed.
“I’ll hold you up so you can see the lobster,” said Janet, taking her little brother in her arms.
“No, I want to see shark!” he declared. “You didn’t let me see nellifunt, an’ I want to see shark.”
Janet was kept so busy trying to amuse Trouble that she lost sight of Ted for a moment. She heard a shout as voices cried:
“They’re going to launch the other boat! Come on!”
“Oh, Trouble, we want to see the other boat go into the waves!” exclaimed Janet. “You’ve seen enough of the lobster, haven’t you?”
“Yes,” Trouble admitted slowly. “But I didn’t see him pinch any shark. An’ I like to see a nellifunt!”
Janet didn’t stop to argue. She lifted Trouble down, and with him hurried over to the place where the second fishing boat was held in place, ready to be launched.