“Theyaregood，”hesaid.“Theyplayandmakejokesandloveoher.Theyareourbrothersliketheflyingfish.”

Theopitythegreatfishthathehadhooked.Heiswonderfulandstrangeandwhoknowshowoldheis，hethought.NeverhaveIhadsuchastrongfishnoronewhoactedsely.Perhapsheistoowisetojump.Hecouldruinmebyjumpingorbyawildrush.Butperhapshehasbeenhookedmanytimesbeforeandheknowsthatthisishowheshouldmakehisfight.Heotknowthatitisonlyonemanagainsthim，northatitisanoldman.Butwhatagreatfishheisandwhatwillhebringinthemarketifthefleshisgood.Hetookthebaitlikeamaleandhepullslikeamaleandhisfighthasnopaniit.IwonderifhehasanyplansorifheisjustasdesperateasIam？

Herememberedthetimehehadhookedoneofapairofmarlin.Themalefishalwaysletthefemalefishfeedfirstandthehookedfish，thefemale，madeawild，panic-stri，despairingfightthatsoonexhaustedher，andallthetimethemalehadstayedwithher，crossingthelineandcirgwithheronthesurface.Hehadstayedsoclosethattheoldmanwasafraidhewouldcutthelihhistailwhichwassharpasascytheandalmostofthatsizeandshape.
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