48 The Complete Angler 



HUNTSMAN. Take one with all my heart; but 

 let us kill the rest. And now let's go to an honest 

 ale-house, where we may have a cup of good barley 

 wine, and sing " Old Rose," and all of us rejoice to- 

 gether. 



VENATOR. Come, my friend Piscator, let me in- 

 vite you along with us. I'll bear your charges this 

 night, and you shall bear mine to-morrow ; for my 

 intention is to accompany you a day or two in fish- 

 ing. 



PlSCATOR. Sir, your request is granted ; and I 

 shall be right glad both to exchange such a courtesy, 

 and also to enjoy your company. 



THE THIRD DAY 



VENATOR. Well, now let's go to your sport of 

 Angling. 



PlSCATOR. Let's be going, with all my heart. 

 God keep you all, Gentlemen ; and send you meet, 

 this day, with another Bitch-otter, and kill her 

 merrily, and all her young ones too. 



VENATOR. Now, Piscator, where will you begin 

 to fish ? 



. PlSCATOR. We are not yet come to a likely 

 place ; I must walk a mile further yet before I 

 begin. 



VENATOR. Well then, I pray, as we walk, tell 

 me freely, how do you like your lodging, and mine 

 host and the company ? Is not mine host a witty 

 man? 



PlSCATOR. Sir, I will tell you, presently, what I 

 think of your host : but, first, I will tell you, I am 

 glad these Otters were killed ; and I am sorry there 

 are no more Otter-killers ; for I know that the want 

 of Otter-killers, and the not keeping the fence- 



