The Beautiful Wretch; The Pupil of Aurelius; and The Four MacnicolsBlack, William
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The Beautiful Wretch; The Pupil of Aurelius; and The Four Macnicols
Black, William
Great Britain -- Fiction
They were soon full of eagerness. In fact, they were too eager; and
this time they hauled in with such might and main that, just as the
guy-poles were nearing the shore, the rope attached to one of them
broke. But Rob instantly jumped into the water, seized the pole
itself, and hauled it out with him. Here, also, they had a
considerable take of fish; but there was a heavy weight of seaweed
besides; and one or two rents showed that they had pulled the net over
rocks. So they went back to the former ground; and so successful were
they, and so eagerly did they work, that when the coming darkness
warned them to return to Erisaig, they had the stern of the boat nearly
full of very fairly-sized saithe.
Neil regarded this wonderful treasure of the deep, as he laboured away
at his oar.
'Man, Rob, who could have expected such a lot? And what will ye do
with them now? Will ye send them to Glasgow by the _Glenara_?--I think
Mr. M'Aulay would lend us a box or two. Or will ye clean them and dry
them, and sell them from a barrow?'
'We canna start two or three trades all at once,' said Rob, after a
minute or two. 'I think we'll sell them straight off, if the folk are
no in bed. Ye'll gang and see, Neil; and I'll count the fish at the
slip.'
'And what will I say ye will take for them?'
'I think I would ask a sixpence a hundred,' said Rob, slowly; for he
had been considering that question for the last ten minutes.
At length they got in to the slip; and Neil at once proceeded to inform
the inhabitants of Erisaig, who were still lounging about in the dusk,
that for sixpence a hundred they could have fine fresh 'cuddies.' It
might be thought that in a place like Erisaig, which was one of the
headquarters of the herring-trade, it would be difficult to sell fish
of any description. But the fact was that the herring were generally
contracted for by the agents of the salesmen, and shipped directly for
Glasgow, so that they were but rarely retailed in Erisaig itself;
moreover, people accustomed to herring their whole life through
preferred variety--a freshly-caught mackerel, or flounder, or what not.
Perhaps, however, it was more curiosity than anything else that brought
the neighbours along to the west slip, to see what the MacNicols had
been about.
Well, there was a good deal of laughing and jeering, especially on the
part of the men (these were idlers: the fishermen were all gone away in
the boats); but the women, who had to provide for their households,
knew when they had a cheap bargain; and the sale of the 'cuddies'
proceeded briskly. Indeed, when the people had gone away again, and
the four lads were by themselves on the quay, there was not a single
'cuddy' left--except a dozen that Rob had put into a can of water, to
be given to the grocer in the morning as part payment for the loan of
the ropes.
'What do ye make it altogether?' said Neil to Rob, who was counting the
money.
'Three shillings and ninepence.'
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