She struck and the next instant her rod was bent double and the tip under water.
"Pull your rod up!" shouted Alfred.

"Here, hand it to me." But it was too late.

A surge right and left, a vicious tug, and Betty's line floated on the surface of the water.
"Now, isn't that too bad?
He has broken my line.

Goodness, I never before felt such a strong fish.

What shall I do ?" "You should be thankful you were not pulled in.