All the forenoon I waded about the shores of that pond.

When at half-past eleven the sun came out and I knew my sport was over, for the time at least, I had four bass--two of them fine ones--and two, pickerel.

Then I remembered my appetite and Dorinda's luncheon.
I went back to the point and inspected the contents of the basket.
Sandwiches, cold chicken, eggs, doughnuts and apple puffs.

They looked good to me.

Also there were pepper and salt in one paper, sugar in another, coffee in a third, and milk in a bottle.