owards the trimmer.
As soon as they were within a boat's length it disappeared again, came
up again, and went pecking along the top of the water. Doll pursued
warily, and got hold of it.
"Gently, now," he said, as he shipped the oars. "He'll go under the boat
and break us if we don't look out. I'll play him, and you shove the net
under him. Damn!--God forgive me!--we've come out without a landing-net.
Good Lord, Scarlett, you can't gaff him with a champagne-opener. There,
you pull him in, and I'll grab him somehow. I've done it before. Crack,
lie down, you infernal fool! Scarlett, if you pull him like that you'll
lose him to a certainty. By George, he's a big one!" Doll tore off his
coat and turned up his shirt-sleeves. "He's going under the boat. If you
let him go under the boat, I tell you, he'll break us. I'm quite ready."
Doll was rubbing his waistcoat-buttons against the gunwale. "Bring him
in gradually. For goodness' sake, keep your feet off the line, or, if
he makes a dash, he'll break you! Give him line. Keep your elbows out.
Keep your hands free. Don't let him jerk you. If you don't give him more
line when he runs, you'll lose him. He's not half done yet. Confound
you, Scarlett! hold on for all you're worth. All right, old chap, all
right. Don't mind me. You're doing it first-class. Right as rain. Now,
now. By George! did you see him that time? He's a nailer! Steady on him!
Bring him in gently. Keep an even pull on him. Keep steady!"
Doll craned over the gunwale, his arms in the water. There was a swirl,
a momentary glimpse of a stolid fish, face and heavy shoulders, and the
boat righted itself.
"Missed him, as I live!" gasped Doll. "Bring him in again."
Hugh let out the slippery line, and drew it in again slowly, hand over
hand. Doll's round head was over the side, his long legs spread
adhesively in the bottom of the boat. Crack, beyond himself with
excitement, got on the seat and barked without ceasing.
"He's coming up again," said Doll, gutturally, sliding forward his left
hand. "I must get him by the eyes, and then I doubt if I can lift him.
He's a big brute. He's dragging the whole boat and everything. He's
about done now. Steady! Now!"
The great side of the pike lay heaving on the surface for a second, and
Doll's left forefinger and thumb were groping for its eyes. But the
agonized pike made a last effort. Doll had him with his left hand, but
could not raise him. "Pull him in now for all you
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