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The
line
went
out
and
out
and
out
but
it
was
slowing
now
and
he
was
making
the
fish
earn
each
inch
of
it
.
Now
he
got
his
head
up
from
the
wood
and
out
of
the
slice
of
fish
that
his
cheek
had
crushed
.
Then
he
was
on
his
knees
and
then
he
rose
slowly
to
his
feet
.
He
was
ceding
line
but
more
slowly
all
the
time
.
He
worked
back
to
where
he
could
feel
with
his
foot
the
coils
of
line
that
he
could
not
see
.
There
was
plenty
of
line
still
and
now
the
fish
had
to
pull
the
friction
of
all
that
new
line
through
the
water
.
Yes
,
he
thought
.
And
now
he
has
jumped
more
than
a
dozen
times
and
filled
the
sacks
along
his
back
with
air
and
he
cannot
go
down
deep
to
die
where
I
cannot
bring
him
up
.
He
will
start
circling
soon
and
then
I
must
work
on
him
.
I
wonder
what
started
him
so
suddenly
?
Could
it
have
been
hunger
that
made
him
desperate
,
or
was
he
frightened
by
something
in
the
night
?
Maybe
he
suddenly
felt
fear
.
But
he
was
such
a
calm
,
strong
fish
and
he
seemed
so
fearless
and
so
confident
.
It
is
strange
.
"
You
better
be
fearless
and
confident
yourself
,
old
man
,
"
he
said
.
"
You
’
re
holding
him
again
but
you
cannot
get
line
.
But
soon
he
has
to
circle
.
"
The
old
man
held
him
with
his
left
hand
and
his
shoulders
now
and
stooped
down
and
scooped
up
water
in
his
right
hand
to
get
the
crushed
dolphin
flesh
off
of
his
face
.
He
was
afraid
that
it
might
nauseate
him
and
he
would
vomit
and
lose
his
strength
.
When
his
face
was
cleaned
he
washed
his
right
hand
in
the
water
over
the
side
and
then
let
it
stay
in
the
salt
water
while
he
watched
the
first
light
come
before
the
sunrise
.
He
’
s
headed
almost
east
,
he
thought
.
That
means
he
is
tired
and
going
with
the
current
.
Soon
he
will
have
to
circle
.
Then
our
true
work
begins
.
After
he
judged
that
his
right
hand
had
been
in
the
water
long
enough
he
took
it
out
and
looked
at
it
.
"
It
is
not
bad
,
"
he
said
.
"
And
pain
does
not
matter
to
a
man
.
"
He
took
hold
of
the
line
carefully
so
that
it
did
not
fit
into
any
of
the
fresh
line
cuts
and
shifted
his
weight
so
that
he
could
put
his
left
hand
into
the
sea
on
the
other
side
of
the
skiff
.
"
You
did
not
do
so
badly
for
something
worthless
,
"
he
said
to
his
left
hand
.
"
But
there
was
a
moment
when
I
could
not
find
you
.
"
Why
was
I
not
born
with
two
good
hands
?
he
thought
.
Perhaps
it
was
my
fault
in
not
training
that
one
properly
.
But
God
knows
he
has
had
enough
chances
to
learn
.
He
did
not
do
so
badly
in
the
night
,
though
,
and
he
has
only
cramped
once
.
If
he
cramps
again
let
the
line
cut
him
off
.
When
he
thought
that
he
knew
that
he
was
not
being
clear
-
headed
and
he
thought
he
should
chew
some
more
of
the
dolphin
.
But
I
can
’
t
,
he
told
himself
.
It
is
better
to
be
light
-
headed
than
to
lose
your
strength
from
nausea
.
And
I
know
I
cannot
keep
it
if
I
eat
it
since
my
face
was
in
it
.
I
will
keep
it
for
an
emergency
until
it
goes
bad
.
But
it
is
too
late
to
try
for
strength
now
through
nourishment
.
You
’
re
stupid
,
he
told
himself
.
Eat
the
other
flying
fish
.
