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           Sefelt’sjawwaswhiteandshakingwhenhefinallygaveupthepoletoFredrickson."Okay—butifyougetafishwithahookinhismouth,that’smygodblessedfish!"

           Iwasasexcitedastherest.Ihadn’tplannedonfishing,butafterseeingthatsteelpowerasalmonhasattheendofalineIgotoffthecabintopandputonmyshirttowaitmyturnatapole.

           Scanlongotupapoolforthebiggestfishandanotherforthefirstfishlanded,fourbitsfromeverybodythatwantedinit,andhe’dnomore’ngothismoneyinhispocketthanBillydruginsomeawfulthingthatlookedlikeaten-poundtoadwithspinesonitlikeaporcupine.

           "That’snofish,"Scanlonsaid."Youcan’twinonthat."

           "Itisn’tab-b-bird."

           "Thatthere,he’salingcod,"Georgetoldus."He’sonegoodeatingfishyougetallhiswartsoff."

           "Seethere.Heistooafish.P-p-payup."

           BillygavemehispoleandtookhismoneyandwenttositupclosetothecabinwhereMcMurphyandthegirlwere,lookingatthecloseddoorforlornly."Iwu-wu-wu-wishwehadenoughpolestogoaround,"hesaid,leaningbackagainstthesideofthecabin.

           Isatdownandheldthepoleandwatchedthelineswoopoutintothewake.IsmelttheairandfeltthefourcansofbeerI’ddrunkshortingoutdozensofcontrolleadsdowninsideme:allaround,thechromesidesoftheswellsflickeredandflashedinthesun.

           Georgesangoutforustolookupahead,thatherecomejustwhatwebeenlookingfor.