Now, once the line was pulled
deep under the water, and when
he hauled it up he hauled a large
flounder with it.
nce
upon a time...
There was a fisherman and his wife
who lived together in a little hut
close to the sea, and the fisherman
used to go down every day to fish;
and he would fish and fish.
The flounder said to him, "Listen,
fisherman. I pray you to let me go;
I am not a real flounder, I am an
enchanted Prince. What good will
it do you if you kill me? I shall not
taste nice. Put me back into the
water and let me swim away."
So he used to sit with
his rod and
gaze into the shining water;
and he would gaze and gaze.