Hischoicehadbeentostayinthedeepdarkwaterfaroutbeyondallsnaresandtrapsandtreacheries.Mychoicewastogotheretofindhimbeyondallpeople.Beyondallpeopleintheworld.Nowwearejoinedtogetherandhavebeensincenoon.Andnoonetohelpeitheroneofus.
PerhapsIshouldnothavebeenafisherman,hethought.ButthatwasthethingthatIwasbornfor.Imustsurelyremembertoeatthetunaafteritgetslight.
SometimebeforedaylightsomethingtookoneofthebaitsthatwerebehindhiHeheardthestickbreakandthelinebegintorushoutoverthegunwaleoftheskiff.Inthedarknessheloosenedhissheathknifeandtakingallthestrainofthefishonhisleftshoulderheleanedbackandcutthelineagainstthewoodofthegunwale.Thenhecuttheotherlineclosesttohimandinthedarkmadethelooseendsofthereservecoilsfast.Heworkedskillfullywiththeonehandandputhisfootonthecoilstoholdthemashedrewhisknotstight.Nowhehadsixreservecoilsofline.Thereweretwofromeachbaithehadseveredandthetwofromthebaitthefishhadtakenandtheywereallconnected.
Afteritislight,hethought,Iwillworkbacktotheforty-fathombaitandcutitawaytooandlinkupthereservecoils.IwillhavelosttwohundredfathomsofgoodCatalancordelandthehooksandleaders.Thatcanbereplaced.ButwhoreplacesthisfishifIhooksomefishanditcutshimoff?Idontknowwhatthatfishwasthattookthebaitjustnow.Itcouldhavebeenamarlinorabroadbillorashark.IneverfelthiIhadtogetridofhimtoofast.
Aloudhesaid“,IwishIhadtheboy.”
Butyouhaventgottheboy,hethought.Youhaveonlyyourselfandyouhadbetterworkbacktothelastlinenow,inthedarkornotinthedark,andcutitawayandhookupthetworeservecoils.
Sohedidit.Itwasdifficultinthedarkandoncethefishmadeasurgethatpulledhimdownonhisfaceandmadeacutbelowhiseye.Thebloodrandownhischeekalittleway.Butitcoagulatedanddriedbeforeitreachedhischinandheworkedhiswaybacktothebowandrestedagainstthewood.Headjustedthesackandcarefullyworkedthelinesothatitcameacrossanewpartofhisshouldersand,holdingitanchoredwithhisshoulders,hecarefullyfeltthepullofthefishandthenfeltwithhishandtheprogressoftheskiffthroughthewater.
Iwonderwhathemadethatlurchfor,hethought.Thewiremusthaveslippedonthehillofhisback.Certainlyhisbackcannotfeelasbadlyasminedoes.Buthecannotpullthisskiffforever,nomatterhowgreatheis.NoweverythingisclearedawaythatmightmaketroubleandIhaveabigreserveofline;allthatamancanask.
“Fish,”hesaidsoftly,aloud,“IllstaywithyouuntilIamdead.”
Hellstaywithmetoo,Isuppose,theoldmanthoughtandhewaitedforittobelight.ItwascoldnowinthetimebeforedaylightandhepushedagainstthewoodtobewarIcandoitaslongashecan,hethought.Andinthefirstlightthelineextendedoutanddownintothewater.Theboatmovedsteadilyandwhenthefirstedgeofthesunroseitwasontheoldmansrightshoulder.
“Hesheadednorth,”theoldmansaid.Thecurrentwillhavesetusfartotheeastward,hethought.Iwishhewouldturnwiththecurrent.Thatwouldshowthathewastiring.
Whenthesunhadrisenfurthertheoldmanrealizedthatthefishwasnottiring.Therewasonlyonefavorablesign.Theslantofthelineshowedhewasswimmingatalesserdepth.Thatdidnotnecessarilymeanthathewouldjump.Buthemight.“Godlethimjump,”theoldmansaid.“Ihaveenoughlinetohandlehi”
MaybeifIcanincreasethetensionjustalittleitwillhurthimandhewilljump,hethought.Nowthatitisdaylightlethimjumpsothathellfillthesacksalonghisbackbonewithairandthenhecannotgodeeptodie.
Hetriedtoincreasethetension,butthelinehadbeentautuptotheveryedgeofthebreakingpointsincehehadhookedthefishandhefelttheharshnessasheleanedbacktopullandknewhecouldputnomorestrainonit.Imustnotjerkitever,hethought.Eachjerkwidensthecutthehookmakesandthenwhenhedoesjumphemightthrowit.AnywayIfeelbetterwiththesunandforonceIdonothavetolookintoit.
Therewasyellowweedonthelinebuttheoldmanknewthatonlymadeanaddeddragandhewaspleased.ItwastheyellowGulfweedthathadmadesomuchphosphorescenceinthenight.
“Fish,”hesaid,“Iloveyouandrespectyouverymuch.ButIwillkillyoudeadbeforethisdayends.”
Letushopeso,hethought.
Asmallbirdcametowardtheskifffromthenorth.Hewasawarblerandflyingverylowoverthewater.Theoldmancouldseethathewasverytired.
Thebirdmadethesternoftheboatandrestedthere.Thenheflewaroundtheoldmansheadandrestedonthelinewherehewasmorecomfortable.
“Howoldareyou?”theoldmanaskedthebird.“Isthisyourfirsttrip?”
Thebirdlookedathimwhenhespoke.Hewastootiredeventoexaminethelineandheteeteredonitashisdelicatefeetgrippeditfast.
“Itssteady,”theoldmantoldhi“Itstoosteady.Youshouldntbethattiredafterawindlessnight.Whatarebirdscomingto?”
Thehawks,hethought,thatcomeouttoseatomeettheButhesaidnothingofthistothebirdwhocouldnotunderstandhimanywayandwhowouldlearnaboutthehawkssoonenough.
“Takeagoodrest,smallbird,”hesaid.“Thengoinandtakeyourchancelikeanymanorbirdorfish.”
Itencouragedhimtotalkbecausehisbackhadstiffenedinthenightandithurttrulynow.
“Stayatmyhouseifyoulike,bird,”hesaid.“IamsorryIcannothoistthesailandtakeyouinwiththesmallbreezethatisrising.ButIamwithafriend.”
Justthenthefishgaveasuddenlurchthatpulledtheoldmandownontothebowandwouldhavepulledhimoverboardifhehadnotbracedhimselfandgivensomeline.
Thebirdhadflownupwhenthelinejerkedandtheoldmanhadnotevenseenhimgo.Hefeltthelinecarefullywithhisrighthandandnoticedhishandwasbleeding.
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