170 TYLNEY HALL. . " A most filial work," said Grace, " and one deserving better success. It makes me wish that, like Cleopatra, I could send my divers to hang trout upon your hook. But pray fish on; for Sir Mark's dear sake, I would try myself to bob a blue bottle about in the water. Take another fly, and I will sit beside you and look on." So saying-, she seated herself on a large stone, which served as a parochial landmark, while Raby affixed a fresh fly to his line, and resumed his angling ; but the consciousness of being watched, and especially by the dark blue eyes of Grace Rivers, caused a tremor from his heart down to the very tips of his fingers, and his line started and trembled as if a large fish had actually been struggling on the hook. At last he bethought himself of a way of diverting her attention from his own unskilful attempts. " There, Grace," he said, handing her a book from his pocket; "there is a volume that will amuse you far better than my unsuccessful prac- tice. It will delight you with its refreshing pas- toral images, and some sweet madrigals to boot.
TYLNEY HALL. 171 besides setting you right in your technicals, when you have to speak hereafter of the mysteries of the angler's gentle craft."" The young lady took the book with a smile, and was soon deeply engaged with its contents ; whilst Raby resumed his sport, if so it may be called, for not a single trout would rise to his fly, though he whirled it about, bobbed it up and down, drew it backward and forward both slowly and swiftly, and then let it lie motionless. He miffht as well have fished in the zodiac, attended by " the man that holds the watering-pot " to receive " the fish with glittering scales." At last, in a desperate throw, he dislocated the top-joint of his rod, which dived endwise into the stream, then sprang up again, and, settling on the surface, began to drift away with the current. It was irrecoverable. He watched the slender top-gallant till it whirled out of sight in a bend of the brook, and then turning round to address his companion, he started to behold her, with a flushed face, hastily closing the volume he had given her to peruse. The truth flashed on his mind in an instant, and he stood aghast, in I 9.