he now began to feel extremely anxious, for he knew that his brother would be angry at his having lost his hook, for, it being his only one, he valued it above all other things. the happy hunter now set to work to look among the rocks and on the sand for the lost hook, and while he was searching to and fro, his brother, the skillful fisher, arrived on the scene. he had failed to find any game while hunting that day, and was not only in a bad temper, but looked fearfully cross. when he saw the happy hunter searching about on the shore he knew that something must have gone wrong, so he said at once: