There had been a pretence of fishing, but no fish had been caught. It was soon found that such an amusement would interfere with the ladies' dresses, and the affairs had become too serious to allow of any trivial interruption. "I really think, Mr. Cheesacre," an anxious mother had said, "that you'd better give it up. The water off the nasty cord has got all over Maria's dress, already." Maria made a faint protest that it did not signify in the least; but the fishing was given up,--not without an inward feeling on the part of Mr. Cheesacre that if Maria chose to come out with him in his boat, having been invited especially to fish, she ought to have put up with the natural results. "There are people who like to take everything and never like to give anything," he said to Kate afterwards, as he was walking up with her to the picnic dinner. But he was unreasonable and unjust. The girls had graced his party with their best hats and freshest muslins, not that they might see him catch a mackerel, but that they might flirt and dance to the best advantage. "You can't suppose that any girl will like to be drenched with sea-water when she has taken so much trouble with her starch," said Kate. "Then she shouldn't come fishing," said Mr. Cheesacre. 
There had been a pretence of fishing, but no fish had been caught. Water got over the ladies' dresses, and the fishing was given up, to Mr. Cheesacre's indignation.
"Some people like to take everything and never give anything," he said to Kate afterwards, as he was walking with her to the picnic dinner.
"You can't suppose that any girl will like to be drenched with sea-water when she has taken so much trouble with her dress," said Kate.
"Then she shouldn't come fishing," said Mr. Cheesacre. 