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"
How
is
he
?
"
one
of
the
fishermen
shouted
.
"
Sleeping
,
"
the
boy
called
.
He
did
not
care
that
they
saw
him
crying
.
"
Let
no
one
disturb
him
.
"
"
He
was
eighteen
feet
from
nose
to
tail
,
"
the
fisherman
who
was
measuring
him
called
.
"
I
believe
it
,
"
the
boy
said
.
He
went
into
the
Terrace
and
asked
for
a
can
of
coffee
.
"
Hot
and
with
plenty
of
milk
and
sugar
in
it
.
"
"
Anything
more
?
"
"
No
.
Afterwards
I
will
see
what
he
can
eat
.
"
"
What
a
fish
it
was
,
"
the
proprietor
said
.
"
There
has
never
been
such
a
fish
.
Those
were
two
fine
fish
you
took
yesterday
too
.
"
"
Damn
my
fish
,
"
the
boy
said
and
he
started
to
cry
again
.
