"Because my fish is yours."

"By what right?"

"By that of the strongest."

"But my intention is to pay you for it."

"That is very generous of you, my lord."

"And the worth of it ---- "

"My lord, I fix no price."

"What do you ask, then?"

"I only ask to be permitted to go away."

"Where? -- to General Lambert's camp?"

"I!" cried the fisherman; "what should I go to Newcastle
for, now I have no longer any fish?"

"At all events, listen to me."

"I do, my lord."

"I shall give you some advice."