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"
I
could
not
fail
myself
and
die
on
a
fish
like
this
,
"
he
said
.
"
Now
that
I
have
him
coming
so
beautifully
,
God
help
me
endure
.
I
’
ll
say
a
hundred
Our
Fathers
and
a
hundred
Hail
Marys
.
But
I
cannot
say
them
now
.
"
Consider
them
said
,
he
thought
.
I
’
ll
say
them
later
.
Just
then
he
felt
a
sudden
banging
and
jerking
on
the
line
he
held
with
his
two
hands
.
It
was
sharp
and
hard
-
feeling
and
heavy
.
He
is
hitting
the
wire
leader
with
his
spear
,
he
thought
.
That
was
bound
to
come
.
He
had
to
do
that
.
It
may
make
him
jump
though
and
I
would
rather
he
stayed
circling
now
.
The
jumps
were
necessary
for
him
to
take
air
.
But
after
that
each
one
can
widen
the
opening
of
the
hook
wound
and
he
can
throw
the
hook
.
"
Don
’
t
jump
,
fish
,
"
he
said
.
"
Don
’
t
jump
.
"
The
fish
hit
the
wire
several
times
more
and
each
time
he
shook
his
head
the
old
man
gave
up
a
little
line
.
I
must
hold
his
pain
where
it
is
,
he
thought
.
Mine
does
not
matter
.
I
can
control
mine
.
But
his
pain
could
drive
him
mad
.
After
a
while
the
fish
stopped
beating
at
the
wire
and
started
circling
slowly
again
.
The
old
man
was
gaining
line
steadily
now
.
But
he
felt
faint
again
.
He
lifted
some
sea
water
with
his
left
hand
and
put
it
on
his
head
.
Then
he
put
more
on
and
rubbed
the
back
of
his
neck
.
"
I
have
no
cramps
,
"
he
said
.
"
He
’
ll
be
up
soon
and
I
can
last
.
You
have
to
last
.
Don
’
t
even
speak
of
it
.
"
He
kneeled
against
the
bow
and
,
for
a
moment
,
slipped
the
line
over
his
back
again
.
I
’
ll
rest
now
while
he
goes
out
on
the
circle
and
then
stand
up
and
work
on
him
when
he
comes
in
,
he
decided
.
