"Ye needn't worry about that," said Ben and he turned to his daughter. "Anne, make sure ye prepare enough."

Anne nodded. She looked at Anthony sheepishly and then began peeling potatoes.

Ben, meanwhile got up, picked up a long line and the basket Anne had brought in earlier and sat down again. He began putting bait on the hooks, coil by coil. "What kind of work have ye done in the past?" he asked, his eyes on his working hands. "If I can tell of some work experience, it might help."