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第7章 The Old Mans Victory(第1页)

“Therewillbebadweatherinthreeorfourdays,”

hesaid.“Butnottonightandnottomorrow.Rignowtogetsomesleep,oldman,whilethefishiscalmandsteady.”

Heheldthelinetightinhisrighthandandthenpushedhisthighagainsthisrighthandasheleanedallhisweightagainstthewoodofthebow.Thenhepassedthelinealittleloweronhisshouldersandbracedhislefthandonit.

Myrighthandcanholditaslongasitisbraced,hethought.Ifitrelaxesinsleepmylefthandwillwakemeasthelinegoesout.Itishardontherighthand.Butheisusedtopunishment.EvenifIsleeptwentyminutesorahalfanhouritisgood.Helayforwardcrampinghimselfagainstthelinewithallofhisbody,puttingallhisweightontohisrighthand,andhewasasleep.

Hedidnotdreamofthelionsbutinsteadofavastschoolofporpoisesthatstretchedforeightortenmilesanditwasinthetimeoftheirmatingandtheywouldleaphighintotheairandreturnintothesameholetheyhadmadeinthewaterwhentheyleaped.

Thenhedreamedthathewasinthevillageonhisbedandtherewasanortherandhewasverycoldandhisrightarmwasasleepbecausehisheadhadrestedonitinsteadofapillow.

Afterthathebegantodreamofthelongyellowbeachandhesawthefirstofthelionscomedownontoitintheearlydarkandthentheotherlionscameandherestedhischinonthewoodofthebowswheretheshiplayanchoredwiththeeveningoff-shorebreezeandhewaitedtoseeiftherewouldbemorelionsandhewashappy.

Themoonhadbeenupforalongtimebuthesleptonandthefishpulledonsteadilyandtheboatmovedintothetunnelofclouds.

Hewokewiththejerkofhisrightfistcomingupagainsthisfaceandthelineburningoutthroughhisrighthand.Hehadnofeelingofhislefthandbuthebrakedallhecouldwithhisrightandthelinerushedout.Finallyhislefthandfoundthelineandheleanedbackagainstthelineandnowitburnedhisbackandhislefthand,andhislefthandwastakingallthestrainandcuttingbadly.Helookedbackatthecoilsoflineandtheywerefeedingsmoothly.Justthenthefishjumpedmakingagreatburstingoftheoceanandthenaheavyfall.Thenhejumpedagainandagainandtheboatwasgoingfastalthoughlinewasstillracingoutandtheoldmanwasraisingthestraintobreakingpointandraisingittobreakingpointagainandagain.Hehadbeenpulleddowntightontothebowandhisfacewasinthecutsliceofdolphinandhecouldnotmove.

Thisiswhatwewaitedfor,hethought.Sonowletustakeit.

Makehimpayfortheline,hethought.Makehimpayforit.

Hecouldnotseethefishsjumpsbutonlyheardthebreakingoftheoceanandtheheavysplashashefell.Thespeedofthelinewascuttinghishandsbadlybuthehadalwaysknownthiswouldhappenandhetriedtokeepthecuttingacrossthecallousedpartsandnotletthelineslipintothepalmnorcutthefingers.

Iftheboywasherehewouldwetthecoilsofline,hethought.Yes.Iftheboywerehere.Iftheboywerehere.

Thelinewentoutandoutandoutbutitwasslowingnowandhewasmakingthefishearneachinchofit.Nowhegothisheadupfromthewoodandoutofthesliceoffishthathischeekhadcrushed.Thenhewasonhiskneesandthenheroseslowlytohisfeet.Hewascedinglinebutmoreslowlyallthetime.Heworkedbacktowherehecouldfeelwithhisfootthecoilsoflinethathecouldnotsee.Therewasplentyoflinestillandnowthefishhadtopullthefrictionofallthatnewlinethroughthewater.

Yes,hethought.AndnowhehasjumpedmorethanadozentimesandfilledthesacksalonghisbackwithairandhecannotgodowndeeptodiewhereIcannotbringhimup.HewillstartcirclingsoonandthenImustworkonhim.Iwonderwhatstartedhimsosuddenly?Couldithavebeenhungerthatmadehimdesperate,orwashefrightenedbysomethinginthenight?Maybehesuddenlyfeltfear.Buthewassuchacalm,strongfishandheseemedsofearlessandsoconfident.

Itisstrange.

“Youbetterbefearlessandconfidentyourself,oldman,”

hesaid.“Youreholdinghimagainbutyoucannotgetline.Butsoonhehastocircle.”

Theoldmanheldhimwithhislefthandandhisshouldersnowandstoopeddownandscoopedupwaterinhisrighthandtogetthecrusheddolphinfleshoffhisface.Hewasafraidthatitmightnauseatehimandhewouldvomitandlosehisstrength.Whenhisfacewascleanedhewashedhisrighthandinthewateroverthesideandthenletitstayinthesaltwaterwhilehewatchedthefirstlightcomebeforethesunrise.Hesheadedalmosteast,hethought.Thatmeansheistiredandgoingwiththecurrent.Soonhewillhavetocircle.Thenourtrueworkbegins.

Afterhejudgedthathisrighthandhadbeeninthewaterlongenoughhetookitoutandlookedatit.

“Itisnotbad.”

hesaid.“Andpaindoesnotmattertoaman.”

Hetookholdofthelinecarefullysothatitdidnotfitintoanyofthefreshlinecutsandshiftedhisweightsothathecouldputhislefthandintotheseaontheothersideoftheskiff.

“Youdidnotdosobadlyforsomethingworthless,”

hesaidtohislefthand.“ButtherewasamomentwhenIcouldnotfindyou.”

WhywasInotbornwithtwogoodhands?Hethought.Perhapsitwasmyfaultinnottrainingthatoneproperly.ButGodknowshehashadenoughchancestolearn.Hedidnotdosobadlyinthenight,though,andhehasonlycrampedonce.Ifhecrampsagainletthelinecuthimoff.

Whenhethoughtthatheknewthathewasnotbeingclear-headedandhethoughtheshouldchewsomemoreofthedolphin.ButIcant,hetoldhimself.Itisbettertobelight-headedthantoloseyourstrengthfromnausea.AndIknowIcannotkeepitifIeatitsincemyfacewasinit.Iwillkeepitforanemergencyuntilitgoesbad.Butitistoolatetotryforstrengthnowthroughnourishment.Yourestupid,hetoldhimself.Eattheotherflyingfish.

Itwasthere,cleanedandready,andhepickeditupwithhislefthandandateitchewingthebonescarefullyandeatingallofitdowntothetail.

Ithasmorenourishmentthanalmostanyfish,hethought.AtleastthekindofstrengththatIneed.NowIhavedonewhatIcan,hethought.Lethimbegintocircleandletthefightcome.

Thesunwasrisingforthethirdtimesincehehadputtoseawhenthefishstartedtocircle.

Hecouldnotseebytheslantofthelinethatthefishwascircling.Itwastooearlyforthat.Hejustfeltafaintslackeningofthepressureofthelineandhecommencedtopullonitgentlywithhisrighthand.Ittightened,asalways,butjustwhenhereachedthepointwhereitwouldbreak,linebegantocomein.Heslippedhisshouldersandheadfromunderthelineandbegantopullinlinesteadilyandgently.Heusedbothofhishandsinaswingingmotionandtriedtodothepullingasmuchashecouldwithhisbodyandhislegs.Hisoldlegsandshoulderspivotedwiththeswingingofthepulling.

“Itisaverybigcircle,”

hesaid.“Butheiscircling.”

Thenthelinewouldnotcomeinanymoreandheheldituntilhesawthedropsjumpingfromitinthesun.Thenitstartedoutandtheoldmankneltdownandletitgogrudginglybackintothedarkwater.

“Heismakingthefarpartofhiscirclenow,”

hesaid.ImustholdallIcan,hethought.Thestrainwillshortenhiscircleeachtime.PerhapsinanhourIwillseehim.NowImustconvincehimandthenImustkillhim.

Butthefishkeptoncirclingslowlyandtheoldmanwaswetwithsweatandtireddeepintohisbonestwohourslater.Butthecirclesweremuchshorternowandfromthewaythelineslantedhecouldtellthefishhadrisensteadilywhileheswam.

Foranhourtheoldmanhadbeenseeingblackspotsbeforehiseyesandthesweatsaltedhiseyesandsaltedthecutoverhiseyeandonhisforehead.Hewasnotafraidoftheblackspots.Theywerenormalatthetensionthathewaspullingontheline.Twice,though,hehadfeltfaintanddizzyandthathadworriedhim.

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