28 THE HISTORY OF DAME MITCHELL

last comer of the two; “it seems that we are both here on
the same errand.”

 

 

 

 

«And in good time, too, I trow, friend Shorthose;
there has been a swell of tide last night, the fish are
coming up in shoals, and one must be unhandy indeed not
to catch any.”

‘Suppose we make a match, neighbour Cotton; let us
fish in concert, share the booty between us, and breakfast
together.”

“ Aoreed!” cried Cotton. And then, as their right