"And beautiful?"
"Oh yes! Very slender, it is true, but such eyes, just like flowers, and, do you know, a mouth so small, and slightly open."
"It is the mouth of an honest woman and of the kind that loves but once in her life."
"I think so too."
The old man drew in his rod, winked as he looked at the hook, and muttered with a laugh:
"A fish is no fool, to be sure."
"Who fishes at midday?" asked the youth, getting down on his knees.
"I," replied the old man, putting on fresh bait. And, having thrown the line far into the sea, he asked:
"You rowed her till the morning, you said?"
"The sun was rising when we got out on the shore," readily replied the young man, with a heavy sigh.