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There was grace in her every movement ; even 

 the strike in response to the disappearing float was 

 as if her wrist were trained, and the skill of playing 

 what she hooked was all her own. Mrs Ted is a 

 real talker, and for half-an-hour or more on this occa- 

 sion the matter of her conversation and the music 

 of her voice, together with her pretty attitudes, were 

 most fascinating, but, strange to say, it suddenly 

 came to both of us to be dodging for a chance to get 

 a look to where Ted should be a-fishing. No male 

 can ever hope to attain to the advantages that 

 females enjoy in the matter of seeing perfectly over 

 either shoulder without visible movement of their 

 head or even the pupils of their eyes. 



Fickle Ted who had left his rod to do the fishing 

 was face to face with my little woman to whom he 

 talked with tongue and arms with such eloquence 

 and wit that she laughed so loudly that we could 

 hear her, far as we were away ; and we saw her step 

 back a little to encourage Ted to use his arms as he 

 loves to do when in full swing with merry talk. 

 " Ted calls that fishing," said Mrs Ted, addressing 

 me in a tone that appeared somewhat changed ; so, 

 in reply, I told her that Ted had one eye upon his 

 float and was really fishing, but what more I had to 

 say of his cleverness was cut short by the departure 

 of my companion Ted-wards. 



Mrs Jack whistles to her dog with such vigour 

 that he returns to her from the full length of the 

 longest meadow, but she can also give the sweetest 

 little whistle to announce her coming to a friend. 

 She came merely to ask how many fish I had, but 

 before she clearly understood that there were four 

 roach and three dace, indeed probably before she 



