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and lifted the skiff and slid her into the water.

newspaper and they went down the trail to the skiff

The boy was back now with the sardines and the two baits wrapped in a

For a long time now eating had bored him and he never carried a lunch.

It was all he would have all day and he knew that he should take it.

He walked off,barefooted on the coral rocks,to the ice house where the baits were stored.

I let you carry things when you were five years old.

He never wants anyone to carry anything.

They had coffee from condensed milk cans at an early morning place that served fishermen.

the basket and the harpoon and gaff and the old man carried the mast with

When they reached the old man's shack the boy took the rolls of line in

in the dark,barefoot men were moving

They walked down the road to the old man's shack and all along the road,

He was sleepy and the old man put his arms across his shoulders and said,I am sorry

The old man nodded and the boy took his trousers from the chair by the bed and

He took hold of one foot gently and held it until the boy woke and turned

clearly with the light that came in from the dying moon.

The door of the house where the boy lived was unlocked and he opened it

But he knew he would shiver himself warm and that soon he would be rowing.

He urinated outside the shack and then went up the road to wake the boy.