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I could just drift, he thought, and sleep and put a bight of line around my toe to wake me. But today is eighty-five days and I should fish the day well.
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- quot;A pot of yellow rice with fish. Do you want some?"
- А сил у тебя хватит, если попадется очень большая рыба?
- Миска желтого риса с рыбой. Хочешь?
- quot;One sheet. That's two dollars and a half. Who can we borrow that from?"
- quot;Come on and eat You can't fish and not eat."
- Одинарный. За два доллара пятьдесят. Где бы нам их занять.
- Черные бобы с рисом, жареные бананы и тушеную говядину.
- quot;There was nothing ever like them. He hits the longest ball I have ever seen."
- quot;Who is the greatest manager, really, Luque or Mike Gonzalez?"
- Помнишь, он приходил на Террасу. Мне хотелось пригласить его с собой порыбачить, но я постеснялся. Я просил тебя его пригласить, но и ты тоже постеснялся.
- Нет на свете такой рыбы, если у тебя и вправду осталась прежняя сила.
- The old man went out the door and the boy came after him. He was sleepy and the old man put his arm across his shoulders and said, "I am sorry."
- Не Знаю. Знаю только, что молодые спят долго и крепко.
- Que va! - ответил мальчик. - Такова уж наша мужская доля. Что поделаешь.
- I worked the deep wells for a week and did nothing, he thought. Today I'll work out where the schools of bonito and albacore are and maybe there will be a big one with them.
- А у нас с тобой не так. Я давал тебе таскать снасти чуть не с пяти лет.
- Ряя за пищей и перекликаясь слабыми, печальными голосами, - они слишком хрупки для него".
- The sun was two hours higher now and it did not hurt his eyes so much to look into the east. There were only three boats in sight now and they showed very low and far inshore.
- Just then he saw a man-of-war bird with his long black wings circling in the sky ahead of him. He made a quick drop, slanting down on his back-swept wings, and then circled again.
- Почуяла добычу, - сказал старик вслух. - Не просто кружит.
- Макрель, - громко произнес старик. - Крупная золотая макрель.
- Now the old man looked up and saw that the bird was circling again.
- quot;He's found fish," he said aloud. No flying fish broke the surface and there was no scattering of bait fish. But as the old man watched, a small tuna rose in the air, turned and dropped head first into the water. The tuna shone silver in the sun
- Старик поглядел на небо и увидел, что фрегат снова закружил над морем.
- Нашел рыбу, - сказал он вслух.
- I could just drift, he thought, and sleep and put a bight of line around my toe to wake me. But today is eighty-five days and I should fish the day well.
- This far out, he must be huge in this month, he thought. Eat them, fish. Eat them. Please eat them.
- И Как раз в этот миг он заметил, Как одно из зеленых удилищ дрогнуло и пригнулось к воде.
- quot;He'll take it," the old man said aloud. "God help him to take it."
- quot;Eat it a little more," he said. "Eat it well."
- He held the line against his back and watched its slant in the water and the skiff moving steadily to the north-west.
- Клюнула, - сказал старик. - Пусть теперь поест как следует.
- quot;It was noon when I hooked him," he said. "And I have never seen him."
- Then he said aloud, "I wish I had the boy. To help me and to see this."
- Однако прошло четыре часа, рыба все так же неутомимо уходила в море, таща за собой лодку, А старик все так же сидел, упершись в банку, с натянутой за спиной лесой.
- Жаль, что со мной Нет мальчика. Он бы мне помог и увидел бы все это сам.
- That was the saddest thing I ever saw with them, the old man thought. The boy was sad too and we begged her pardon and butchered her promptly.
- Aloud he said, "I wish I had the boy."
- Quot;ни разу в море я не видал ничего печальнее, - подумал старик. - мальчику тоже стало грустно, и мы попросили у самки прощения и быстро разделали ее тушу".
- Рыба, - позвал он тихонько, - я с тобой не расстанусь, пока не умру.
- quot;God let him jump," the old man said. "I have enough line to handle him."
- The bird looked at him when he spoke. He was too tired even to examine the line and he teetered on it as his delicate feet gripped it fast.
- Чтобы хоть немножко согреться. "если она терпит, значит, и я стерплю".
- Рыба, - сказал он, - я тебя очень люблю и уважаю. Но я убью тебя прежде, чем настанет вечер.
- Худо тебе, рыба. - спросил он. - видит бог, мне и самому не легче.
- quot;What kind of a hand is that," he said. "Cramp then if you want. Make yourself into a claw. It will do you no good."
- Он поискал глазами птицу, потому что ему хотелось с кем-нибудь поговорить. Но птицы нигде не было.
- Старик чувствовал, Как сильно, не ослабевая, тянет большая рыба, А левую руку у него совсем свело. Она судорожно сжимала тяжелую веревку, и старик поглядел на нее с отвращением.
- Quot;следовало бы мне покормить и большую рыбу, - подумал он. - ведь она моя родня. Но я должен убить ее, А для этого мне нужны силы".
- He looked at the sky and saw the white cumulus built like friendly piles of ice cream and high above were the thin feathers of the cirrus against the high September sky.
Now is no time to think of baseball, he thought. Now is the time to think of only one thing. That which I was born for. There might be a big one around that school, he thought. I picked up only a straggler from the albacore that were feeding. But they are working far out and fast. Everything that shows on the surface today travels very fast and to the north-east. Can that be the time of day? Or is it some sign of weather that I do not know?
He could not see the green of the shore now but only the tops of the blue hills that showed white as though they were snow-capped and the clouds that looked like high snow mountains above them. The sea was very dark and the light made prisms in the water. The myriad Hecks of the plankton were annulled now by the high sun and it was only the great deep prisms in the blue water that the old man saw now with his lines going straight down into the water that was a mile deep.
The tuna, the fishermen called all the fish of that species tuna and only distinguished among them by their proper names when they came to sell them or to trade them for baits, were down again. The sun was hot now and the old man felt it on the back of his neck and felt the sweat trickle down his back as he rowed.
I could just drift, he thought, and sleep and put a bight of line around my toe to wake me. But today is eighty-five days and I should fish the day well.
Just then, watching his lines, he saw one of the projecting green sticks dip sharply.
"Yes," he said. "Yes," and shipped his oars without bumping the boat. He reached out for the line and held it softly between the thumb and forefinger of his right hand. He felt no strain nor weight and he held the line lightly. Then it came again. This time it was a tentative pull, not solid nor heavy, and he knew exactly what it was. One hundred fathoms down a marlin was eating the sardines that covered the point and the shank of the hook where the hand-forged hook projected from the head of the small tuna.
The old man held the line delicately, and softly, with his left hand, unleashed it from the stick. Now he could let it run through his fingers without the fish feeling any tension.
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