I fling this hook and where?"

"Try a cast yonder, just beside that overhanging willow. Don't splash!
Try again--drop it lightly. That's better. Don't tell me you've never
cast a fly before."

"Never in my life."

"Let it float down a bit. Now back. Hold it up and let it dance there.
I'll just have a pipe."

But next moment Cameron's pipe was forgotten. With a shout he sprang to
his wife's side.

"By Jove, you've got him!"

"No! No! Leave me alone! Just tell me what to do. Go away! Don't touch
me! Oh-h-h! He's gone!"

"Not a bit. Reel him up--reel him up a little."

"Oh, I can't reel the thing! Oh! Oh-h-h! Is he gone?"

"Hold up. Don't haul him too quickly--keep him playing. Wait till I get
the net." He rushed for the landing net.

"Oh, he's gone! He's gone! Oh, I'm so mad!" She stamped savagely on the
grass. "He was a monster."

"They always are," said her husband gravely. "The fellows that get off,