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quot;No. I am not lucky. I am not lucky anymore."
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- Листую часть руки, чтобы леса не поранила ладонь или пальцы.
- quot;It is not bad," he said. "And pain does not matter to a man."
- quot;It is a very big circle," he said. "But he is circling."
- Не так страшно, - сказал он. - А боль мужчине нипочем.
- Нагнувшись, высвободил плечи из давившей на них бечевы и начал выбирать лесу неторопливо и равномерно.
- Just then he felt a sudden banging and jerking on the line he held with his two hands. It was sharp and hard-feeling and heavy.
- quot;I'll rest on the next turn as he goes out," he said. "I feel much better. Then in two or three turns more I will have him."
- quot;Считай, что я их прочел, - подумал он. - Я прочту их после".
- Я отдохну, когда она пойдет в новый круг, - сказал он. - тем более что сейчас я себя чувствую гораздо лучше. Еще каких-нибудь два-три круга, и рыба будет моя.
- But I must get him close, close, close, he thought. I mustn't try for the head. I must get the heart.
- Now you are getting confused in the head, he thought. You must keep your head clear. Keep your head clear and know how to suffer like a man. Or a fish, he thought.
- quot;Будь спокойным и сильным, старик", - сказал он себе.
- хватит, - возразил он себе. - Тебя, старик, хватит навеки".
- The old man looked carefully in the glimpse of vision that he had. Then he took two turns of the harpoon line around the bitt in the bow and laid his head on his hands.
- quot;Get to work, old man," he said. He took a very small drink of the water. "There is very much slave work to be done now that the fight is over."
- Старик не сводил с нее глаз, пока зрение у него опять не затуманилось. Тогда он дважды обмотал веревку гарпуна о битенг и опустил голову на руки.
- Он стал подтягивать рыбу к борту, чтобы, пропустив веревку через жабры и через пасть, привязать ее голову к носу.
- Без карандаша не сочтешь, - сказал старик. - для этого нужна ясная голова. Но я Думаю, что великий Ди Маджио мог бы сегодня мною гордиться.
- В бутылке еще оставалось немного воды, и, поев креветок, старик отпил от нее четвертую часть.
- quot;He took about forty pounds," the old man said aloud. He took my harpoon too and all the rope, he thought, and now my fish bleeds again and there will be others.
- He did not like to look at the fish anymore since he had been mutilated. When the fish had been hit it was as though he himself were hit.
- В голове у старика Теперь совсем прояснилось, и он был полон решимости, хотя и не тешил себя надеждой.
- Она унесла с собой около сорока фунтов рыбы, - вслух сказал старик.
- Он отлично знал, что его ожидает, когда он войдет в самую середину течения. Но делать Теперь уже было нечего.
- quot;I killed him in self-defense," the old man said aloud. "And I killed him well."
- Он так и сделал, держа румпель под мышкой и наступив на веревку от паруса ногой.
- Ты слишком много думаешь, старик, - сказал он вслух.
- Ай. - произнес старик слово, не имеющее смысла, скорее звук, который невольно издает человек, чувствуя, Как гвоздь, пронзив его ладонь, входит в дерево.
- The old man wiped the blade of his knife and laid down the oar. Then he found the sheet and the sail filled and he brought the skiff onto her course.
- quot;God knows how much that last one took," he said.
- Ах, ты так. - сказал старик и вонзил нож между мозгом и позвонками.
- Один бог знает, Сколько сожрала та последняя акула, - сказал он. - но рыба стала легче.
- quot;You're tired, old man," he said. "You're tired inside."
- The old man watched for him to come again but neither shark showed. Then he saw one on the surface swimming in circles. He did not see the fin of the other.
- Quot;вот Теперь они меня одолели, - подумал он. - я слишком стар, чтобы убивать акул дубинкой. Но я буду сражаться с ними, покуда у меня есть весла, дубинка и румпель".
- Старик ждал, не появятся ли Акулы снова, но их больше не было видно. Потом он заметил, Как одна из них кружит возле лодки. Плавник другой Акулы исчез вовсе.
- But if I had, and could have lashed it to an oar butt, what a weapon. Then we might have fought them together. What will you do now if they come in the night? What can you do?
- Now it is over, he thought. They will probably hit me again. But what can a man do against them in the dark without a weapon?
- Драться, - сказал он, - Драться, пока не умру.
- Quot;ну, вот и все, - думал он. - конечно, они нападут на меня снова. Но что может сделать с ними человек в темноте голыми руками. "
- He spat into the ocean and said, "Eat that, galanos. r And make a dream you've killed a man."
- Finally he put the mast down and stood up. He picked the mast up and put it on his shoulder and started up the road. He had to sit down five times before he reached his shack.
- Только ощущал, Как легко и свободно она идет Теперь, когда ее больше не тормозит огромная тяжесть рыбы.
- Старик снова начал карабкаться вверх. Одолев подъем, он упал и полежал немного с мачтой на плече.
- quot;He was eighteen feet from nose to tail," the fisherman who was measuring him called.
- quot;Of course. With coast guard and with planes."
- Ох, и рыба. - сказал хозяин. - прямо-таки небывалая рыба. Но и ты поймал вчера две хорошие рыбы.
- quot;No. I am not lucky. I am not lucky anymore."
- quot;Tiburon," the waiter said. "Eshark." He was meaning to explain what had happened.
- Я принесу еду и газеты. Отдохни, старик. Я возьму в аптеке какое-нибудь снадобье для твоих рук.
"No. I am not lucky. I am not lucky anymore."
"The hell with luck," the boy said. "I'll bring the luck with me."
"What will your family say?"
"I do not care. I caught two yesterday. But we will fish together now for I still have much to learn."
"We must get a good killing lance and always have it on board. You can make the blade from a spring leaf from an old Ford. We can grind it in Guanabacoa. It should be sharp and not tempered so it will break. My knife broke."
"I'll get another knife and have the spring ground. How many days of heavy brisa have we?"
"Maybe three. Maybe more."
"I will have everything in order," the boy said. "You get your hands well old man."
"I know how to care for them. In the night I spat something strange and felt something in my chest was broken."
"Get that well too," the boy said. "Lie down, old man, and I will bring you your clean shirt. And something to eat."
"Bring any of the papers of the time that I was gone" the old man said.
"You must get well fast for there is much that I can learn and you can teach me everything. How much did you suffer?"
"Plenty," the old man said.
"I'll bring the food and the papers," the boy said. "Rest well, old man. I will bring stuff from the drugstore for your hands."
"Don't forget to tell Pedrico the head is his."
"No. I will remember."
As the boy went out the door and down the worn coral rock road he was crying again.
That afternoon there was a party of tourists at the Terrace and looking down in the water among the empty beer cans and dead barracudas a woman saw a great long white spine with a huge tail at the end that lifted and swung with the tide while the east wind blew a heavy steady sea outside the entrance to the harbour.
"What's that?" she asked a waiter and pointed to the long backbone of the great fish that was now just garbage waiting to go out with the tide.
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