All this while Lady Scarlett was smiling on everybody, and taking intense interest in her husband's pursuit, seeing that the men had lunch and as much beer as they liked--which was a good deal--but they were working tremendously and as eager as their lord. And now preparations were made. Half-a-dozen large tubs were filled with clean water; a strong landing-net was placed at hand, with a couple of buckets, and two or three of the shallow wooden baskets, known as "trucks," or so-called "trugs." The next proceeding was for a man to descend into the slime at the head of the pond, and commence a trench, throwing out the mud right and left till he had reached the solid bottom, and thus going on ahead to form, as it were, a ditch through the centre of the hollow, a process which hastened the flow of water and soon set the latest doubt at rest. For before long there was a scuffling and splashing of small fish, roach leaped out, and small bream kept, displaying their silvery sides. Tiny pools formed all over the bottom of the pond, each occupied by its scores of fish, while, in the principal pool, the great carp could be seen sailing slowly and sedately here and there, all singly, save in one instance, where a monster fellow swam slowly in and out with one two-thirds his size close to his side--a regular fishy Darby and Joan. Then lower sank the water, the small fish all splash and excitement, but the great carp as cool and calm as could be, retiring with the water to a pool that grew less and less until, in place of being single and in pairs, they were united into one great shoal that, if not like dogs, as John Monnick said, were certainly suggestive of the backs of so many little pigs swimming quietly to and fro. Lower still the water, and the excitement increasing. "What a great carp!" cried the doctor. "Look at his back fin." "No; it is an eel!" cried Sir James; and an eel it was, slowly gliding along through what was rapidly becoming liquid mud; and in few minutes another and another, and then once more another could be seen, huge fellows nearly a yard long, and very thick and fat, going about with their long back fins above the surface, as they moved in serpentine wavy progression, seeking for some place of refuge, and then suddenly disappearing by giving themselves a wriggle and twist, and working themselves down into the mud. "There goes Prayle's relation. I wish he'd follow," said the doctor to himself. "Well, Jack, what do you think of it all?" cried Sir James, whose old tweed coat was bespattered with mud. "That I never saw a fellow less like a baronet and a member of Parliament in my life," replied Scales. "Ah! you should have seen me at the Cape, my boy, cooking for our party; and in the far west making a brush hut. You don't know what a number of facets a fellow can show. There, pull off your coat and come and help. Let's be boys while we can."