The old man and the sea by Earnest Hemmingway, alternate ending He took all his pain and what was left of his strength and his long gone pride and he put it against the fishes agony

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The old man and the sea by Earnest Hemmingway, alternate ending

He took all his pain and what was left of his strength and his long gone pride and he put it against the fishes agony and the fish came over to his side and swam gently on his side, his bill almost touching the planking of the skiff, and started to pass the boat, long, deep, wide, silver and barred with purple and interminable in the water.

The old man dropped the line and put his foot on it and lifted he harpoon high and drove it down with all his remaining strength.

He watched as it passed straight through the side of the great fish, staining the deep blue waters red, leaving swirls of maroon in its wake, little ghost fish sent to mock me he thought.

The great fish swam away with the little rope going straight through the flesh near the base of its tail.

'I feel your pain' the old man spoke out loud to the fish. The harpoon must be jammed against his side and unable to come back through, he thought.

Oh great fish,