“Godhelpmetohavethecrampgo，”hesaid.“BecauseIdonotknowwhatthefishisgoingtodo.”

Butheseemscalm，hethought，andfollowinghisplan.Butwhatishisplahought.Andwhatismine？MineImustimprovisetohisbecauseofhisgreatsize.IfhewilljumpIkillhim.Buthestaysdownforever.ThenIwillstaydownwithhimforever.

Herubbedthecrampedhandagainsthistrousersandtriedtogehefingers.Butitwouldnotopen.Maybeitwillopenwiththesuhought，Maybeitwillopehestrongrawtunaisdigested.IfIhavetohaveit，Iwillopenit，costwhateveritcosts.ButIdonotwanttoopenitnowbyforce.Letitopenbyitselfandebackofitsownaccord.AfterallIabuseditmuthenightwhenitwasnecessarytofreeanduhevariouslines.

Helookedacrosstheseaandknewhowalonehewasnow.Buthecouldseetheprismsinthedeepdarkwaterandtheliretgaheadarangeundulationofthecalm.Thecloudswerebuildingupnowforthetradewindandhelookedaheadandsawaflightofwildducksetgthemselvesagainsttheskyoverthewater，thenblurring，thegagainandheknewnomanwaseveralohesea.

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