HeputhishandsinthewateragaintosoaktheItwasgettinglateintheafternoonandhesawnothingbuttheseaandthesky.Therewasmorewindintheskythantherehadbeen,andsoonhehopedthathewouldseeland.
“Youretired,oldman,”hesaid.“Youretiredinside.”
Thesharksdidnothithimagainuntiljustbeforesunset.
Theoldmansawthebrownfinscomingalongthewidetrailthefishmustmakeinthewater.Theywerenotevenquarteringonthescent.Theywereheadedstraightfortheskiffswimmingsidebyside.
Hejammedthetiller,madethesheetfastandreachedunderthesternfortheclub.Itwasanoarhandlefromabrokenoarsawedofftoabouttwoandahalffeetinlength.Hecouldonlyuseiteffectivelywithonehandbecauseofthegripofthehandleandhetookgoodholdofitwithhisrighthand,flexinghishandonit,ashewatchedthesharkscome.Theywerebothgalanos.
Imustletthefirstonegetagoodholdandhithimonthepointofthenoseorstraightacrossthetopofthehead,hethought.
Thetwosharksclosedtogetherandashesawtheonenearesthimopenhisjawsandsinkthemintothesilversideofthefish,heraisedtheclubhighandbroughtitdownheavyandslammingontothetopofthesharksbroadhead.Hefelttherubberysolidityastheclubcamedown.Buthefelttherigidityofbonetooandhestruckthesharkoncemorehardacrossthepointofthenoseashesliddownfromthefish.
Theothersharkhadbeeninandoutandnowcameinagainwithhisjawswide.Theoldmancouldseepiecesofthemeatofthefishspillingwhitefromthecornerofhisjawsashebumpedthefishandclosedhisjaws.Heswungathimandhitonlytheheadandthesharklookedathimandwrenchedthemeatloose.Theoldmanswungtheclubdownonhimagainasheslippedawaytoswallowandhitonlytheheavysolidrubberiness.
“Comeon,galano.”theoldmansaid.“Comeinagain.”
Thesharkcameinarushandtheoldmanhithimasheshuthisjaws.Hehithimsolidlyandfromashighupashecouldraisetheclub.Thistimehefelttheboneatthebaseofthebrainandhehithimagaininthesameplacewhilethesharktorethemeatloosesluggishlyandsliddownfromthefish.
Theoldmanwatchedforhimtocomeagainbutneithersharkshowed.Thenhesawoneonthesurfaceswimmingincircles.Hedidnotseethefinoftheother.
Icouldnotexpecttokillthem,hethought.Icouldhaveinmytime.ButIhavehurtthembothbadlyandneitheronecanfeelverygood.IfIcouldhaveusedabatwithtwohandsIcouldhavekilledthefirstonesurely.Evennow,hethought.
Hedidnotwanttolookatthefish.Heknewthathalfofhimhadbeendestroyed.Thesunhadgonedownwhilehehadbeeninthefightwiththeshark.
“Itwillbedarksoon,”hesaid.“ThenIshouldseetheglowofHavana.IfIamtoofartotheeastwardIwillseethelightsofoneofthenewbeaches.”
Icannotbetoofaroutnow,hethought.Ihopenoonehasbeentooworried.Thereisonlytheboytoworry,ofcourse.ButIamsurehewouldhaveconfidence.Manyoftheolderfishermenwillworry.Manyotherstoo,hethought.Iliveinagoodtown.
Hecouldnottalktothefishanymorebecausethefishhadbeenruinedtoobadly.Thensomethingcameintohishead.
“Halffish,”hesaid.“Fishthatyouwere.IamsorrythatIwenttoofarout.Iruinedusboth.Butwehavekilledmanysharks,youandI,andruinedmanyothers.Howmanydidyoueverkill,oldfish?Youdonothavethatspearonyourheadfornothing.”
Helikedtothinkofthefishandwhathecoulddotoasharkifhewereswimmingfree.Ishouldhavechoppedthebillofftofightthemwith,hethought.Buttherewasnohatchetandthentherewasnoknife.
ButifIhad,andcouldhavelashedittoanoarbutt,whataweapon.Thenwemighthavefoughtthemtogether.Whatwillyoudonowiftheycomeinthenight?Whatcanyoudo?“Fightthem,”hesaid.“IllfightthemuntilIdie.”
Butinthedarknowandnoglowshowingandnolightsandonlythewindandthesteadypullofthesailhefeltthatperhapshewasalreadydead.Heputhistwohandstogetherandfeltthepalms.TheywerenotdeadandhecouldbringthepainoflifebysimplyopeningandclosingtheHeleanedhisbackagainstthesternandheknewhewasnotdead.Hisshoulderstoldhi
IhaveallthoseprayersIpromisedifIcaughtthefish,hethought.ButIamtootiredtosaythemnow.Ibettergetthesackandputitovermyshoulders.
Helayinthesternandsteeredandwatchedfortheglowtocomeinthesky.Ihavehalfofhim,hethought.MaybeIllhavethelucktobringtheforwardhalfin.Ishouldhavesomeluck.No,hesaid.Youviolatedyourluckwhenyouwenttoofaroutside.
“Dontbesilly,”hesaidaloud.“Andkeepawakeandsteer.Youmayhavemuchluckyet.”
“Idliketobuysomeiftheresanyplacetheysellit,”hesaid.
WhatcouldIbuyitwith?Heaskedhimself.CouldIbuyitwithalostharpoonandabrokenknifeandtwobadhands?“Youmight,”hesaid.“Youtriedtobuyitwitheighty-fourdaysatsea.Theynearlysoldittoyoutoo.”
Imustnotthinknonsense,hethought.Luckisathingthatcomesinmanyformsandwhocanrecognizeher?Iwouldtakesomethoughinanyformandpaywhattheyasked.IwishIcouldseetheglowfromthelights,hethought.Iwishtoomanythings.ButthatisthethingIwishfornow.Hetriedtosettlemorecomfortablytosteerandfromhispainheknewhewasnotdead.
Hesawthereflectedglareofthelightsofthecityatwhatmusthavebeenaroundtenoclockatnight.Theywereonlyperceptibleatfirstasthelightisintheskybeforethemoonrises.Thentheyweresteadytoseeacrosstheoceanwhichwasroughnowwiththeincreasingbreeze.Hesteeredinsideoftheglowandhethoughtthatnow,soon,hemusthittheedgeofthestrea
Nowitisover,hethought.Theywillprobablyhitmeagain.Butwhatcanamandoagainsttheminthedarkwithoutaweapon?
Hewasstiffandsorenowandhiswoundsandallofthestrainedpartsofhisbodyhurtwiththecoldofthenight.IhopeIdonothavetofightagain,hethought.IhopesomuchIdonothavetofightagain.
Butbymidnighthefoughtandthistimeheknewthefightwasuseless.Theycameinapackandhecouldonlyseethelinesinthewaterthattheirfinsmadeandtheirphosphorescenceastheythrewthemselvesonthefish.Heclubbedatheadsandheardthejawschopandtheshakingoftheskiffastheytookholdbelow.Heclubbeddesperatelyatwhathecouldonlyfeelandhearandhefeltsomethingseizetheclubanditwasgone.
Hejerkedthetillerfreefromtherudderandbeatandchoppedwithit,holdingitinbothhandsanddrivingitdownagainandagain.Buttheywereuptothebownowanddrivinginoneaftertheotherandtogether,tearingoffthepiecesofmeatthatshowedglowingbelowtheseaastheyturnedtocomeoncemore.
Onecame,finally,againsttheheaditselfandheknewthatitwasover.Heswungthetilleracrossthesharksheadwherethejawswerecaughtintheheavinessofthefishsheadwhichwouldnottear.Heswungitonceandtwiceandagain.Heheardthetillerbreakandhelungedatthesharkwiththesplinteredbutt.Hefeltitgoinandknowingitwassharphedroveitinagain.Thesharkletgoandrolledaway.Thatwasthelastsharkofthepackthatcame.Therewasnothingmoreforthemtoeat.
Theoldmancouldhardlybreathenowandhefeltastrangetasteinhismouth.Itwascopperyandsweetandhewasafraidofitforamoment.Buttherewasnotmuchofit.
Hespatintotheoceanandsaid,“Eatthat,Galanos.Andmakeadreamyouvekilledaman.”
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