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"
Up
,
I
told
you
!
You
let
him
get
a
straight
pull
,
do
n't
you
see
?
Keep
that
tip
up
...
up
!
You
had
you
one
big
silver
there
,
by
golly
.
"
Sefelt
's
jaw
was
white
and
shaking
when
he
finally
gave
up
the
pole
to
Fredrickson
.
"
Okay
--
but
if
you
get
a
fish
with
a
hook
in
his
mouth
,
that
's
my
godblessed
fish
!
"
I
was
as
excited
as
the
rest
.
I
had
n't
planned
on
fishing
,
but
after
seeing
that
steel
power
a
salmon
has
at
the
end
of
a
line
I
got
off
the
cabin
top
and
put
on
my
shirt
to
wait
my
turn
at
a
pole
.
Scanlon
got
up
a
pool
for
the
biggest
fish
and
another
for
the
first
fish
landed
,
four
bits
from
everybody
that
wanted
in
it
,
and
he
'd
no
more
'n
got
his
money
in
his
pocket
than
Billy
drug
in
some
awful
thing
that
looked
like
a
ten-pound
toad
with
spines
on
it
like
a
porcupine
.
"
That
's
no
fish
,
"
Scanlon
said
.
"
You
ca
n't
win
on
that
.
"
"
It
is
n't
a
b-b-bird
.
"
"
That
there
,
he
's
a
ling
cod
,
"
George
told
us
.
"
He
's
one
good
eating
fish
you
get
all
his
warts
off
.
"
"
See
there
.
He
is
too
a
fish
.
P-p-pay
up
.
"
Billy
gave
me
his
pole
and
took
his
money
and
went
to
sit
up
close
to
the
cabin
where
McMurphy
and
the
girl
were
,
looking
at
the
closed
door
forlornly
.
"
I
wu-wu-wu-wish
we
had
enough
poles
to
go
around
,
"
he
said
,
leaning
back
against
the
side
of
the
cabin
.
I
sat
down
and
held
the
pole
and
watched
the
line
swoop
out
into
the
wake
.
I
smelt
the
air
and
felt
the
four
cans
of
beer
I
'd
drunk
shorting
out
dozens
of
control
leads
down
inside
me
:
all
around
,
the
chrome
sides
of
the
swells
flickered
and
flashed
in
the
sun
.
