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He
had
sailed
for
two
hours
,
resting
in
the
stern
and
sometimes
chewing
a
bit
of
the
meat
from
the
marlin
,
trying
to
rest
and
to
be
strong
,
when
he
saw
the
first
of
the
two
sharks
.
"
Ay
,
"
he
said
aloud
.
There
is
no
translation
for
this
word
and
perhaps
it
is
just
a
noise
such
as
a
man
might
make
,
involuntarily
,
feeling
the
nail
go
through
his
hands
and
into
the
wood
.
"
Galanos
,
"
he
said
aloud
.
He
had
seen
the
second
fin
now
coming
up
behind
the
first
and
had
identified
them
as
shovel
-
nosed
sharks
by
the
brown
,
triangular
fin
and
the
sweeping
movements
of
the
tail
.
They
had
the
scent
and
were
excited
and
in
the
stupidity
of
their
great
hunger
they
were
losing
and
finding
the
scent
in
their
excitement
.
But
they
were
closing
all
the
time
.
The
old
man
made
the
sheet
fast
and
jammed
the
tiller
.
Then
he
took
up
the
oar
with
the
knife
lashed
to
it
.
He
lifted
it
as
lightly
as
he
could
because
his
hands
rebelled
at
the
pain
.
Then
he
opened
and
closed
them
on
it
lightly
to
loosen
them
.
He
closed
them
firmly
so
they
would
take
the
pain
now
and
would
not
flinch
and
watched
the
sharks
come
.
He
could
see
their
wide
,
flattened
,
shovel
-
pointed
heads
now
and
their
white
-
tipped
wide
pectoral
fins
.
They
were
hateful
sharks
,
bad
smelling
,
scavengers
as
well
as
killers
,
and
when
they
were
hungry
they
would
bite
at
an
oar
or
the
rudder
of
a
boat
.
It
was
these
sharks
that
would
cut
the
turtles
’
legs
and
flippers
off
when
the
turtles
were
asleep
on
the
surface
,
and
they
would
hit
a
man
in
the
water
,
if
they
were
hungry
,
even
if
the
man
had
no
smell
of
fish
blood
nor
of
fish
slime
on
him
.
"
Ay
,
"
the
old
man
said
.
"
Galanos
.
Come
on
,
Galanos
.
"
They
came
.
But
they
did
not
come
as
the
Mako
had
come
.
One
turned
and
went
out
of
sight
under
the
skiff
and
the
old
man
could
feel
the
skiff
shake
as
he
jerked
and
pulled
on
the
fish
.
The
other
watched
the
old
man
with
his
slitted
yellow
eyes
and
then
came
in
fast
with
his
half
circle
of
jaws
wide
to
hit
the
fish
where
he
had
already
been
bitten
.
The
line
showed
clearly
on
the
top
of
his
brown
head
and
back
where
the
brain
joined
the
spinal
cord
and
the
old
man
drove
the
knife
on
the
oar
into
the
juncture
,
withdrew
it
,
and
drove
it
in
again
into
the
shark
’
s
yellow
cat
-
like
eyes
.
The
shark
let
go
of
the
fish
and
slid
down
,
swallowing
what
he
had
taken
as
he
died
.
The
skiff
was
still
shaking
with
the
destruction
the
other
shark
was
doing
to
the
fish
and
the
old
man
let
go
the
sheet
so
that
the
skiff
would
swing
broadside
and
bring
the
shark
out
from
under
.
When
he
saw
the
shark
he
leaned
over
the
side
and
punched
at
him
.
He
hit
only
meat
and
the
hide
was
set
hard
and
he
barely
got
the
knife
in
.
The
blow
hurt
not
only
his
hands
but
his
shoulder
too
.
But
the
shark
came
up
fast
with
his
head
out
and
the
old
man
hit
him
squarely
in
the
center
of
his
flat
-
topped
head
as
his
nose
came
out
of
water
and
lay
against
the
fish
.
The
old
man
withdrew
the
blade
and
punched
the
shark
exactly
in
the
same
spot
again
.
He
still
hung
to
the
fish
with
his
jaws
hooked
and
the
old
man
stabbed
him
in
his
left
eye
.
The
shark
still
hung
there
.
"
No
?
"
the
old
man
said
and
he
drove
the
blade
between
the
vertebrae
and
the
brain
.
It
was
an
easy
shot
now
and
he
felt
the
cartilage
sever
.
The
old
man
reversed
the
oar
and
put
the
blade
between
the
shark
’
s
jaws
to
open
them
.
He
twisted
the
blade
and
as
the
shark
slid
loose
he
said
,
"
Go
on
,
galano
.
Slide
down
a
mile
deep
.
Go
see
your
friend
,
or
maybe
it
’
s
your
mother
.
"
The
old
man
wiped
the
blade
of
his
knife
and
laid
down
the
oar
.
Then
he
found
the
sheet
and
the
sail
filled
and
he
brought
the
skiff
onto
her
course
.
