But Luke was not satisfied. "You'll never catch any fish there," said he. "The current's too swift." And off went he, to look for a likelier place.
Yet neither of the boys had better luck than when with the girls, and both soon went back to them. When Elsie's vivid account of the rescue had been given, the boys stared at Puss with a new interest, as though she had undergone some transformation in their brief absence.
Then somebody suggested that they must hurry up and catch something for dinner. So all five dropped hooks into the water, everybody pledged to silence, Fishing was now business; it meant dinner or no dinner.
For some moments, the fishers sat or stood in statuesque silence, eyes on the corks. Then Jacob Isaac showed signs of excitement.
"I's got a fish, show's yer bawn," he called, dancing about on the bank.
"Let me see it," John challenged.
"Aint pulled it out yit," said Jacob Isaac, jumping and capering.
"What's the matter with you? What are you cavorting about in that style for?" John asked.
"Playin' 'im!" answered Jacob Isaac, running backward and forward, and every other way.
"Is that the way they play a fish?" Elsie said, gazing. "I never knew before how they did it."