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Then he felt the gentle touch on the line and he was happy.

 

"I wish I had a stone for the knife," the old man said after he had checked the lashing on the oar butt. "I should have brought a stone." You should have brought many things, he thought. But you did not bring them, old man. Now is no time to think of what you do not have. Think of what you can do with what there is.

 

"You better be fearless and confident yourself, old man," he said. "You're holding him again but you cannot get line. But soon he has to circle."

 

The shark was not an accident. He had come up from deep down in the water as the dark cloud of blood had settled and dispersed in the mile deep sea. He had come up so fast and absolutely without caution that he broke the surface of the blue water and was in the sun. Then he fell back into the sea and picked up the scent and started swimming on the course the skiff and the fish had taken.

 

"Age is my alarm clock," the old man said. "Why do old men wake so early? Is it to have one longer day?"

 

The Gran Maestro smiled and, still bowing, said, 'We are dining in the bar at the far end. There is no one here now in the winter time and the dining-room is too big. I have saved your table. We have a very fine lobster if you would like him to commence with.'

 

'You're nice to take it that way. You're very kind this morning. I'm so ashamed about how things are. Please hold me very close and let's not talk, or think, about how things might have been different.'

 

'Wonderful except for the ulcers and a small cardiac condition.'

 

Well, that is what I have to offer as a gueule or a fa�ade, he thought1 It is a damn poor offer. The only thing is that it is tanned, and that takes some of the curse off of it. But, Christ what an ugly man.

 

'No. Who sits down except men and women in change of life hotels? Do you sit down?'

 

In a few minutes Sister Cecilia came into the room. She was very excited. 'What does fourteen to nothing mean? I don't know anything about this game. That's a nice safe lead in baseball. But I don't know anything about football. It may not mean a thing. I'm going right back down to the chapel and pray until it's finished.'

 

'Listen,' Ad Francis said. 'Take ahold again. You count and I'll count up to sixty.'

 

'Yeah? 5 said Krebs, who was not fully awake. 'Take the car out? Yeah?'

 

'All right. Come on, then,' his father said. 'Give me. the book, I'll put it in my pocket.'

 

There was a man in the back yard of the next house doing something to one of the front wheels of an old Ford.

 

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