`` Hi , up there ! Leon and Pete ! Hi , I say ! '' Two more French Canadians came running down from the Murray fish-house , where they had been enjoying a siesta . They fished in the Murray boat . A good deal of friendly rivalry as to catch went on between the two boats , while Leon and Mosey Louis were bitter enemies on their own personal account . `` Think you 'll try it , Frank ? '' shouted Mr. Murray . `` Well , not this afternoon , '' was the answer . `` It 's rather hot . I 'll see what it is like tomorrow . '' The boats were quickly launched and glided out from the shadow of the cliffs . Benjamin stood at his mast . Mary Stella came down to the water 's edge and waved her hand gaily . `` Good luck to you and the best catch of the season , '' she called out . Benjamin waved his hat in response . His jealousy was forgotten for the moment and he felt that he had been churlish to Braithwaite . `` You 'll wish you 'd come , '' he shouted to him . `` It 's going to be a great evening for fish . '' When the boats reached the fishing grounds , they came to and anchored , their masts coming out in slender silhouette against the sky .
A row XXXXX dark figures was standing up in every boat ; the gulfs shining expanse was darkened by odd black streaks -- the mackerel had begun to school .
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