Старик и море

           Butthatwasthelocationofthebrainandtheoldmanhitit. Hehititwithhisbloodmushedhandsdrivingagoodharpoonwithallhisstrength. Hehititwithouthopebutwithresolutionandcompletemalignancy. 

           Thesharkswungoverandtheoldmansawhiseyewasnotaliveandthenheswungoveronceagain,wrappinghimselfintwoloopsoftherope. Theoldmanknewthathewasdeadbutthesharkwouldnotacceptit. Then,onhisback,withhistaillashingandhisjawsclicking,thesharkplowedoverthewaterasaspeed-boatdoes. Thewaterwaswhitewherehistailbeatit andthree-quartersofhisbodywasclearabovethewaterwhentheropecametaut,shivered,andthensnapped. Thesharklayquietlyforalittlewhileonthesurfaceandtheoldmanwatchedhim. Thenhewentdownveryslowly. 

           "Hetookaboutfortypounds,"theoldmansaidaloud. Hetookmyharpoontooandalltherope,hethought, andnowmyfishbleedsagainandtherewillbeothers. 

           Hedidnotliketolookatthefishanymoresincehehadbeenmutilated. Whenthefishhadbeenhititwasasthoughhehimselfwerehit. 

           ButIkilledthesharkthathitmyfish,hethought. AndhewasthebiggestdentusothatIhaveeverseen. AndGodknowsthatIhaveseenbigones. 

           Itwastoogoodtolast,hethought. IwishithadbeenadreamnowandthatIhadneverhookedthefishandwasaloneinbedonthenewspapers. 

           "Butmanisnotmadefordefeat,"hesaid. "Amancanbedestroyedbutnotdefeated." IamsorrythatIkilledthefishthough,hethought.