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Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第190/1399页)
tintothewaterhopingtobeluoughtocatallfishorshrimpforbreakfast.Hesatidlybythebankoftheketowaitfortheoute.Boredbynotreceivinganynibble,hebeganpullingathismake-shiftfishingrodandsawhisthreadsinkdownasifthehookhadcaughtohing.Greatlyexhirated,hepulledhisthreadinchbyinchbacktowardsndbutbegantohavedoubtswhehreadthoughheavyshowednosignle.Surelyalivefishorshrimphoweversmallwouldputupastrugglewhencaughtandhewouldfeelthetensionohread.Hefeltnothing.Whenthefishhookfinallyemergedfromthewater,Mr.Fingerwasgreatlydisappointed.Hehadcaughtadeadfishwithitswhitebellyturnedupwards.Justthenheheardabarelyaudiblecryforhelp.“Helpme!Helpme!Dome!Please,Ibegofyou.”Mr.Fingerexaminedhiscatchmorecarefullyandsawthatatinyfig
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