“Ofcourse.Withcoastguardandwithplanes.”

“Theoisverybigandaskiffissmallandhardtosee，”theoldmansaid.Henoticedhowpleasantitwastohavesomeoalktoinsteadofspeakingonlytohimselfandtothesea.“Imissedyou，”hesaid.“Whatdidyoucatch？”

“Ohefirstday.Ohesedandtwothethird.”

“Verygood.”

“Nowwefishtogetheragain.”

“No.Iamnotlucky.Iamnotluymore.”

“Thehellwithluck，”theboysaid.“I’llbringtheluckwithme.”

“Whatwillyourfamilysay？”

“Idonotcare.Icaughttwoyesterday.ButwewillfishtogethernowforIstillhavemuchtolearn.”

“Wemustgetagoodkillinglandalwayshaveitonboard.YoumakethebladefromaspringleaffromanoldFord.WegrinditinGuanabacoa.Itshouldbesharpandnottemperedsoitwillbreak.Myknifebroke.”

“I’llgetanotherknifeandhavethespringground.Howmanydaysofheavybrisahavewe？”

“Maybethree.Maybemore.”

“Iwillhaveeverythingiheboysaid.“Yougetyourhandswelloldman.”

“Iknowhowtocareforthem.InthenightIspatsomethingstrangeasomethinginmychestwasbroken.”

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