Ithasmorenourishmentthanalmostanyfish，hethought.AtleastthekindththatIneed.NowIhavedoI，hethought.Lethimbegintocirdletthefighte.

Thesunwasrisingforthethirdtimesincehehadputtoseawhenthefishstartedtocircle.

Hecouldheslantofthelithefishwascirg.Itwastooearlyforthat.Hejustfeltafaintslaingofthepressureofthelineandheeopullolywithhisrighthand.Ittightened，asalways，butjustwhenhereachedthepoiwouldbreak，lioein.Heslippedhisshouldersandheadfromuhelineaopullieadilyaly.Heusedbothofhishandsinaswingingmotionandtriedtodothepullingasmuchashecouldwithhisbodyandhislegs.Hisoldlegsandshoulderspivotedwiththeswingingofthepulling.

“Itisaverybigcircle，”hesaid.“Butheiscirg.”

Thenthelinewouldnoteinanymoreandheheldituntilhesawthedropsjumpingfromitinthesustartedoutandtheoldmadownaginglybatothedarkwater.

“Heismakingthefarpartofhiscirow，”hesaid.ImustholdallI，hethought.Thestrainwillshortenhiscircleeachtime.PerhapsinanhourIwillseehim.NowImustvincehimandthenImustkillhim.

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