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Code threw over his little three-fluked anchor. Then he baited

his two hooks with bits of tentacle and threw them overboard.

With the big rectangular reel in his left hand, he unwound as the

leads drew down until they fetched bottom and the line sagged.

Unreeling a couple more fathoms of line, he cast the reel aside.

Then he hauled his leads up until he judged them to be some six

feet off the bottom and waited.

Almost instantly there was a sharp jerk, and Code, with the skill

of the trained fisherman, instantly responded to it with a savage

pull on the line and a rapid hand-over-hand as he looped it into

the dory. The fish had struck on. The tough cord sung against the

gunnel, and at times it was all the skipper could do to bring up

his prize, for the great cod darted here and there, dove, rushed,

and struggled to avert the end.