"If I don't make him pay me pretty heavy for all this," said Zekle, chuckling to himself, "I'll know the reason why.  Five-and-twenty pounds earned right slap off by just seeing that net pitched overboard!  That's cleverness, that is.  Now I'll just go up to Mas'r Harry Paul and see what he has got to say.  P'r'aps there's a five or a ten to be made there.  It's better than fishing by a long way."