234 THE COMPLETE ANGLER. [PART n. 



PlSCATOR. You see we have : but had you seen none, why 

 should you make that doubt, Sir ? 



VIATOR. Why, if you will not be angry, I'll tell you ; I thought 

 myself a stage or two beyond Christendom. 



PlSCATOR. Come ! come ! we'll reconcile you to our country, 

 before we part with you ; if showing you good sport with angling 

 will do it. 



VIATOR. My respect to you, and that together, may do much, 

 Sir : otherwise, to be plain with you, I do not find myself much 

 inclined that way. 



PlSCATOR. Well, Sir, your raillery upon our mountains has 

 brought us almost home ; and look you where the same river of 

 Dove has again met us to bid you welcome, and to invite you to 

 a dish of Trouts to-morrow. 



VIATOR. Is this the same we saw at the foot of Penmen- 

 Maure ? It is much a finer river here. 



PlSCATOR. It will appear yet much finer to-morrow. But look 

 you, Sir, here appears the house that is now like to be your inn, 

 for want of a better. 



VIATOR. It appears on a sudden, but not before 'twas looked 

 for ; it stands prettily, and here's wood about it too, but so young 

 as appears to be of your own planting. 



PlSCATOR. It is so. Will it please you to alight, Sir ? And 

 now permit me, after all your pains and dangers, to take you in 

 my arms, and to assure you that you are infinitely welcome. 



VIATOR. I thank you, Sir and am glad with all my heart I 

 am here ; for in downright truth, I am exceeding weary. 



PlSCATOR. You will sleep so much the better ; you shall 

 presently have a light supper, and to bed. Come, Sirs, lay the 

 cloth, and bring what ycu have presently, and let the gentleman's 

 bed be made ready in the meantime in my father Walton's 

 chamber. And now, Sir, here is my service to you ; and once 

 more, welcome ! 



VIATOR. I marry, Sir, this glass of good sack has refreshed 

 me. And I'll make as bold with your meat ; for the trot has 

 got me a good stomach. 



PlSCATOR. Come, Sir, fall to then ; you see my little supper is 

 always ready when I come home, and I'll make no stranger of you. 



VIATOR. That your meal is so soon ready, is a sign your 

 servants know your certain hours, Sir ; I confess I did not 

 expect it so soon : but now 'tis here, you shall see I will make 

 myself no stranger. 



