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"

It

will

be

dark

soon

,

"

he

said

.

"

Then

I

should

see

the

glow

of

Havana

.

If

I

am

too

far

to

the

eastward

I

will

see

the

lights

of

one

of

the

new

beaches

.

"

I

cannot

be

too

far

out

now

,

he

thought

.

I

hope

no

one

has

been

too

worried

.

There

is

only

the

boy

to

worry

,

of

course

.

But

I

am

sure

he

would

have

confidence

.

Many

of

the

older

fishermen

will

worry

.

Many

others

too

,

he

thought

.

I

live

in

a

good

town

.

He

could

not

talk

to

the

fish

anymore

because

the

fish

had

been

ruined

too

badly

.

Then

something

came

into

his

head

.

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"

Half

fish

,

"

he

said

.

"

Fish

that

you

were

.

I

am

sorry

that

I

went

too

far

out

.

I

ruined

us

both

.

But

we

have

killed

many

sharks

,

you

and

I

,

and

ruined

many

others

.

How

many

did

you

ever

kill

,

old

fish

?

You

do

not

have

that

spear

on

your

head

for

nothing

.

"

He

liked

to

think

of

the

fish

and

what

he

could

do

to

a

shark

if

he

were

swimming

free

.

I

should

have

chopped

the

bill

off

to

fight

them

with

,

he

thought

.

But

there

was

no

hatchet

and

then

there

was

no

knife

.

But

if

I

had

,

and

could

have

lashed

it

to

an

oar

butt

,

what

a

weapon

.

Then

we

might

have

fought

them

together

.

What

will

you

do

now

if

they

come

in

the

night

?

What

can

you

do

?

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"

Fight

them

,

"

he

said

.

"

I

’

ll

fight

them

until

I

die

.

"

But

in

the

dark

now

and

no

glow

showing

and

no

lights

and

only

the

wind

and

the

steady

pull

of

the

sail

he

felt

that

perhaps

he

was

already

dead

.

He

put

his

two

hands

together

and

felt

the

palms

.

They

were

not

dead

and

he

could

bring

the

pain

of

life

by

simply

opening

and

closing

them

.

He

leaned

his

back

against

the

stern

and

knew

he

was

not

dead

.

His

shoulders

told

him

.

I

have

all

those

prayers

I

promised

if

I

caught

the

fish

,

he

thought

.

But

I

am

too

tired

to

say

them

now

.

I

better

get

the

sack

and

put

it

over

my

shoulders

.

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