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`` There 's so much to see , I do n't know what to take first , and what to leave . '' It resulted in nearly everything going overboard , -- tiny fish entangled in sea-weed , curious stones , dog-fish , and skates ' eggs , barnacles , pieces of hard English sponge , bones of cuttle-fish , and scallop and oyster-shells ; but one basket was set aside for Mr Temple by Will , who stored in it a fair number of delicious oysters and scallops , whose beautiful shells were bearded with lovely weeds like ferns or plumes of asparagus , while one that gaped open showed his flesh to be of the most brilliant orange scarlet hue . And so it went on hour after hour , the fresh breeze making the trawling most successful , and at every haul there were so many treasures that at last Dick gave up collecting in despair , confiding his opinion to his brother that the happiest life anybody could lead must be that of the master of a trawler . Towards four o'clock they were sent ashore with Josh and Will , loaded with bucket and basket of the treasures they had found , including a handsome lot of fish for Mr Temple , with the master 's compliments . `` Why , Taff , '' said Dick suddenly , `` you were going to be sea-sick , were n't you , when we started off ? '' `` Yes , '' said Arthur uneasily , and then smiling , he added , `` I forgot all about it . '' `` Forgot all about it ! ''