Nip sat beside
Menie, and Tup sat beside Monnie. It grew colder and colder. The
sun began to drop down toward the sea again. At last it rested
like a great round red wheel right on the Edge of the World!
Slowly, slowly it sank until only a little bit of the red rim
showed; then that too was gone. Great splashes of red color came
up in the sky over the place where it had been.
Still the twins sat patiently by their holes. It grew darker and
darker. The colors faded. The stars began to twinkle, but the
twins did not move. Nip and Tup ran races on the ice, and rolled
over each other and barked.
At last -all of a sudden- there was a fearful jerk on Monnie's
line! It took her by surprise. The little rod flew right out of
her hands! Monnie flung herself on her stomach on the ice and
caught the rod just as it was going down the hole! She held on
hard and pulled like everything.
"I believe I've caught a whale," she panted.
But she never let go! She got herself right side up on the ice,
somehow, and pulled and pulled on her line.
"Let me pull him in!" cried Menie. He tried to take her rod.
"Get away," screamed Monnie. "I'll pull in my own fish."
Menie danced up and down with excitement, still holding his own
rod. The pups danced and barked too. Monnie never looked at any
of them. She kept her eyes fixed on the hole and pulled.
At last she shrieked, "I've got him, I've got him!" And up
through the hole came a great big codfish!
My! how he did flop around on the ice! Nip and Tup were scared.
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