On the closing pages of my 1655 volume of The Compleat Angler: Or, the Contemplative Man's Recreation Mr Venator and Piscator did part company. Piscator was but a thin veil for mine own self, a veil I shall drop in this volume. We parted upon agreement to meet once again on May ninth the following year. It is to be confessed I have made ill of your patience in furnishing you with an account of it. But I think it fit to tell the reader I never did undertake any discourse for the sole purpose of pleasing myself. Yet as I would not deny myself the first pleasure of meeting once more with Venator, I shall not deny myself a second in recounting it to you.