The Fourth Day 79 



CORIDON. Well sung, brother, you have paid 

 your debt in good coin. We anglers are all beholden 

 to the good man that made this song : come, host- 

 ess, give us more ale, and let's drink to him. And 

 now let's every one go to bed, that we may rise 

 early: but first let's pay our reckoning, for I will 

 have nothing to hinder me in the morning ; for my 

 purpose is to prevent the sun-rising. 



PETER. A match. Come, Coridon, you are to 

 be my bed-fellow. I .know, brother, you and your 

 scholar will lie together. But where shall we meet 

 to-morrow night ? for my friend Coridon and I will 

 go up the water towards Ware. 



PlSCATOR. And my scholar and I will go down 

 towards Waltham. 



CORIDON. Then let's meet here, for here are 

 fresh sheets that smell of lavender; and I am sure 

 we cannot expect better meat, or better usage in any 

 place. 



PETER. 'Tis a match. Good-night to every- 

 body. 

 , PlSCATOR. And so say I. 



VENATOR. And so say I. 



THE FOURTH DAY 



PlSCATOR. Good-morrow, good hostess, I see my 

 brother Peter is still in bed. Come, give my 

 scholar and me a morning drink, and a bit of meat 

 to breakfast : and be sure to get a dish of meat or 

 two against supper, for we shall come home as 

 hungry as hawks. Come, scholar, let's be going. 



VENATOR. Well now, good master, as we walk 

 towards the river, give me direction, according ta 

 your promise, how I shall fish for a Trout. 



PlSCATOR. My honest scholar, I will take this 

 very convenient opportunity to do it. 



