"Swallers what?"
"Swallers the hook!" Bunny explained. "If a fish eats the bent pin hook
I can't give it back to you; can I?"
"No," said Sue slowly. "But we could get it out when we cook the fish,"
she said, after thinking about it a little while.
"Yes," agreed Bunny. "But I guess they don't cook pins in fish. Anyhow
we haven't got a fire to cook with."
"Oh, well, then we'll pretend. Here's the pin, Bunny," and Sue took it
from a place on her dress where, as she had said, a button was off. "Try
and catch a big fish with it."
Bunny had the piece of string untangled now and he bent the pin into a
sort of hook. All this while the boat was slowly drifting down the
river, but Bunny Brown and his sister Sue had talked so much about
fishing that they had not noticed where they were going. They were not
so frightened as they had been at first.
Bunny tied the bent pin on the end of his piece of string and was about
to toss it over the side of the boat into the water when he happened to
think.
"I'll have to have a sinker," he said to Sue.
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