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第10章 The Old Mans Return（第3页）

theboysaid.“Illbringtheluckwithme.”

“Whatwillyourfamilysay?”

“Idonotcare.Icaughttwoyesterday.ButwewillfishtogethernowforIstillhavemuchtolearn.”

“Wemustgetagoodkillinglanceandalwayshaveitonboard.YoucanmakethebladefromaspringleaffromanoldFord.WecangrinditinGuanabacoa.Itshouldbesharpandnottemperedsoitwillbreak.Myknifebroke.”

“Illgetanotherknifeandhavethespringground.Howmanydaysofheavybrisahavewe?”

“Maybethree.Maybemore.”

“Iwillhaveeverythinginorder，”

theboysaid.“Yougetyourhandswelloldman.”

“Iknowhowtocareforthem.InthenightIspatsomethingstrangeandfeltsomethinginmychestwasbroken.”

“Getthatwelltoo，”

theboysaid.“Liedown，oldman，andIwillbringyouyourcleanshirt.Andsomethingtoeat.”

“BringanyofthepapersofthetimethatIwasgone，”

theoldmansaid.

“YoumustgetwellfastforthereismuchthatIcanlearnandyoucanteachmeeverything.Howmuchdidyousuffer?”

“Plenty，”

theoldmansaid.

“Illbringthefoodandthepapers，”

theboysaid.“Restwell，oldman.Iwillbringstufffromthedrugstoreforyourhands.”

“DontforgettotellPedricotheheadishis.”

“No.Iwillremember.”

Astheboywentoutthedooranddowntheworncoralrockroadhewascryingagain.

ThatafternoontherewasapartyoftouristsattheTerraceandlookingdowninthewateramongtheemptybeercansanddeadbarracudasawomansawagreatlongwhitespinewithahugetailattheendthatliftedandswungwiththetidewhiletheeastwindblewaheavysteadyseaoutsidetheentrancetotheharbor.

“Whatsthat?”

sheaskedawaiterandpointedtothelongbackboneofthegreatfishthatwasnowjustgarbagewaitingtogooutwiththetide.

“Tiburon，”

thewaitersaid，“Eshark.”

Hewasmeaningtoexplainwhathadhappened.

“Ididntknowsharkshadsuchhandsome，beautifullyformedtails.”

“Ididnteither，”

hermalecompanionsaid.

Uptheroad，inhisshack，theoldmanwassleepingagain.Hewasstillsleepingonhisfaceandtheboywassittingbyhimwatchinghim.Theoldmanwasdreamingaboutthelions.