As we skimmed the depths of the Grand Banks, I could see perfectly those long fishing lines, each armed with 200 hooks, that every boat dangled by the dozens. The lower end of each line dragged the bottom by means of a small grappling iron, and at the surface it was secured to the buoy-rope of a cork float.
Terwijl wij strijkelings over de bank van Newfoundland heen liepen, zag ik duidelijk de lange zetlijnen, elk met tweehonderd haken, welke elk schip met een paar dozijn tegelijk uithangt.