Старик и море

           "Ihavenocramps,"hesaid. "He’llbeupsoonandIcanlast. Youhavetolast. Don’tevenspeakofit." 

           Hekneeledagainstthebowand,foramoment,slippedthelineoverhisbackagain. I’llrestnowwhilehegoesoutonthecircleandthenstandup andworkonhimwhenhecomesin,hedecided. 

           Itwasagreattemptationtorestinthebowandletthefishmakeonecirclebyhimselfwithoutrecoveringanyline. Butwhenthestrainshowedthefishhadturnedtocometowardtheboat, theoldmanrosetohisfeetandstartedthepivotingandtheweavingpullingthatbroughtinallthelinehegained. 

           I’mtirederthanIhaveeverbeen,hethought,andnowthetradewindisrising. Butthatwillbegoodtotakehiminwith. Ineedthatbadly. 

           "I’llrestonthenextturnashegoesout,"hesaid. "Ifeelmuchbetter. ThenintwoorthreeturnsmoreIwillhavehim." 

           Hisstrawhatwasfaronthebackofhisheadandhesankdownintothebowwiththepullofthelineashefeltthefishturn. 

           Youworknow,fish,hethought. I’lltakeyouattheturn. 

           Theseahadrisenconsiderably. Butitwasafair-weatherbreezeandhehadtohaveittogethome. 

           "I’lljuststeersouthandwest,"hesaid. "Amanisneverlostatseaanditisalongisland." 

           Itwasonthethirdturnthathesawthefishfirst. 

           Hesawhimfirstasadarkshadowthattooksolongtopassundertheboatthathecouldnotbelieveitslength. 

           "No,"hesaid."Hecan’tbethatbig."