They were gliding along through a particularly narrow part of the channel when a large fish jumped out of the water and landed in the boat at Carling’s feet. Startled, Carling screamed and pulled her feet back, tucking them beneath the seat. She started batting at the fish with her oar.
Wigglesworth stopped flying ahead and turned around. Kelfy stopped rowing.
“What’s the matter?” said Kelfy.
“There’s a huge fish in the boat!”
Leaning over her shoulder and seeing the fish flopping about made Kelfy laugh heartily. Carling glared at him but resisted the urge to shove him for laughing at her. She didn’t see what was so funny.
As soon as Kelfy caught his breath, he said, “Hold still. I’ll take care of it. Fish are my specialty.” Keeping his body low, he worked his way over her seat to the front. As quick as a cat, he grabbed the fish and threw it back in the water. “There you go, although I must say, it goes against everything I believe in to throw back such a big fish.”
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