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文章摘要:第一节 ,深中笃行韦尔奇贱人,凤吟鸾吹酒色之徒精虫。

它反而躺在海面上翻滚着,重庆时时彩五星定胆:老人只得把小船驶到它的身边。

等他跟它并拢了,并把鱼的头靠在船头边,他简直无法相信它竟这么大。他从系缆柱上解下鱼叉柄上的绳子,穿进鱼鳃,从嘴里拉出来,在它那剑似的长上颚上绕了一圈,然后穿过另一个鱼鳃,在剑嘴上绕了一圈,把这双股绳子挽了个结,紧系在船头的系缆柱上。然后他割下一截绳子,走到船梢去套住鱼尾巴。鱼已经从原来的紫银两色变成了纯银色,条纹和尾巴显出同样的淡紫色。这些条纹比一个人揸开五指的手更宽,它的眼睛看上去冷漠得象潜望镜中的反射镜,或者迎神行列中的圣徒像。

“要杀死它只有用这个办法,”老人说。他喝了水,觉得好过些了,知道自己不会垮,头脑很清醒。看样子它不止一千五百磅重,他想。也许还要重得多。如果去掉了头尾和下脚,肉有三分之二的重量,照三角钱一磅计算,该是多少?

“我需要一支铅笔来计算,"他说。"我的头脑并不清醒到这个程度啊。不过,我想那了不起的迪马吉奥今天会替我感到骄傲。我没有长骨刺。可是双手和背脊实在痛得厉害。"不知道骨刺是什么玩意儿,他想。也许我们都长着它,自己不知道。

他把鱼紧系在船头、船梢和中央的座板上。它真大,简直象在船边绑上了另一只大得多的船。他割下一段钓索,把鱼的下颌和它的长上颚扎在一起,使它的嘴不能张开,船就可以尽可能干净利落地行驶了。然后他竖起桅杆,装上那根当鱼钩用的棍子和下桁,张起带补丁的帆,船开始移动,他半躺在船梢,向西南方驶去。

他不需要罗盘来告诉他西南方在哪里。他只消凭贸易风吹在身上的感觉和帆的动向就能知道。我还是放一根系着匙形假饵的细钓丝到水里去,钓些什么东西来吃吃吧,也可以润润嘴。可是他找不到匙形假饵,他的沙丁鱼也都腐臭了。所以他趁船经过的时候用鱼钩钩上了一簇黄色的马尾藻,把它抖抖,使里面的小虾掉在小船船板上。小虾总共有一打以上,蹦跳着,甩着脚,象沙蚤一般。老人用拇指和食指掐去它们的头,连壳带尾巴嚼着吃下去。它们很小,可是他知道它们富有营养,而且味道也好。

老人瓶中还有两口水,他吃了虾以后,喝了半口。考虑到这小船的不利条件,它行驶得可算好了,他把舵柄挟在胳肢窝里,掌着舵。他看得见鱼,他只消看看自己的双手,感觉到背脊靠在船梢上,就能知道这是确实发生的事儿,不是一场梦。有一个时期,眼看事情要告吹了,他感到非常难受,以为这也许是一场梦。等他后来看到鱼跃出水面,在落下前一动不动地悬在半空中的那一刹那,他确信此中准有什么莫大的奥秘,使他无法相信。当时他看不大清楚,尽管眼下他又象往常那样看得很清楚了。

现在他知道这鱼就在这里,他的双手和背脊都不是梦中的东西。这双手很快就会痊愈的,他想。它们出血出得很多,海水会把它们治好的。这真正的海湾中的深暗的水是世上最佳的治疗剂。我只消保持头脑清醒就行。这两只手已经尽了自己的本份,我们航行得很好。鱼闭着嘴,尾巴直上直下地竖着,我们象亲兄弟一样航行着。接着他的头脑有点儿不清楚了,他竟然想起,是它在带我回家,还是我在带它回家呢?如果我把它拖在船后,那就毫无疑问了。如果这鱼丢尽了面子,给放在这小船上,那么也不会有什么疑问。可是他们是并排地拴在一起航行的,所以老人想,只要它高兴,让它把我带回家去得了。我不过靠了诡计才比它强的,可它对我并无恶意。

他们航行得很好,老人把手浸在盐水里,努力保持头脑清醒。积云堆聚得很高,上空还有相当多的卷云,因此老人看出这风将刮上整整一夜。老人时常对鱼望望,好确定真有这么回事。这时候是第一条鲨鱼来袭击它的前一个钟点。

这条鲨鱼的出现不是偶然的。当那一大片暗红的血朝一英里深的海里下沉并扩散的时候,它从水底深处上来了。它窜上来得那么快,全然不顾一切,竟然冲破了蓝色的水面,来到了阳光里。跟着它又掉回海里,嗅到了血腥气的踪迹,就顺着小船和那鱼所走的路线游去。

有时候它迷失了那气味。但是它总会重新嗅到,或者就嗅到那么一点儿,它就飞快地使劲跟上。它是条很大的灰鲭鲨,生就一副好体格,能游得跟海里最快的鱼一般快,周身的一切都很美,除了它的上下颚。它的背部和剑鱼的一般蓝,肚子是银色的,鱼皮光滑而漂亮。它长得和剑鱼一般,除了它那张正紧闭着的大嘴,它眼下就在水面下迅速地游着,高耸的脊鳍象刀子般划破水面,一点也不抖动。在这紧闭着的双唇里面,八排牙齿全都朝里倾斜着。它们和大多数鲨鱼的不同,不是一般的金字塔形的。它们象爪子般蜷曲起来的人的手指。它们几乎跟这老人的手指一般长,两边都有刀片般锋利的快口。这种鱼生就拿海里所有的鱼当食料,它们游得那么快,那么壮健,武器齐备,以致所向无敌。它闻到了这新鲜的血腥气,此刻正加快了速度,蓝色的脊鳍划破了水面。老人看见它在游来,看出这是条毫无畏惧而坚决为所欲为的鲨鱼。他准备好了鱼叉,系紧了绳子,一面注视着鲨鱼向前游来。绳子短了,缺了他割下用来绑鱼的那一截。老人此刻头脑清醒,正常,充满了决心,但并不抱着多少希望。光景太好了,不可能持久的,他想。他注视着鲨鱼在逼近,抽空朝那条大鱼望上一眼。这简直等于是一场梦,他想。我没法阻止它来袭击我,但是也许我能弄死它。登多索鲨,他想。你它妈交上坏运啦。①

鲨鱼飞速地逼近船梢,它袭击那鱼的时候,老人看见它张开了嘴,看见它那双奇异的眼睛,它咬住鱼尾巴上面一点儿的地方,牙齿咬得嘎吱嘎吱地响。鲨鱼的头露出在水面上,背部正在出水,老人听见那条大鱼的皮肉被撕裂的声音,这时候,他用鱼叉朝下猛地扎进鲨鱼的脑袋,正扎在它两眼之间的那条线和从鼻子笔直通到脑后的那条线的交叉点上。这两条线实在是并不存在的。只有那沉重、尖锐的蓝色脑袋,两只大眼睛和那嘎吱作响、吞噬一切的突出的两颚。可是那儿正是脑子的所在,老人直朝它扎去。他使出全身的力气,用糊着鲜血的双手,把一支好鱼叉向它扎去。他扎它,并不抱着希望,但是带着决心和十足的恶意。

①原文为Dentuso,以西班牙语,意为"牙齿锋利的",这是当地对灰鲭鲨的俗称。

Instead he lay there wallowing now in the seas and the old man pulled the skiff upon to him.
 
When he was even with him and had the fish’s head against the bow he could not believe his size. But he untied the harpoon rope from the bitt, passed it through the fish’s gills and out his jaws, made a turn around his sword then passed the rope through the other gill, made another turn around the bill and knotted the double rope and made it fast to the bitt in the bow. He cut the rope then and went astern to noose the tail. The fish had turned silver from his original purple and silver, and the stripes showed the same pale violet colour as his tail. They were wider than a man’s hand with his fingers spread and the fish’s eye looked as detached as the mirrors in a periscope or as a saint in a procession.

"It was the only way to kill him," the old man said. He was feeling better since the water and he knew he would not go away and his head was clear. He’s over fifteen hundred pounds the way he is, he thought. Maybe much more. If he dresses out two-thirds of that at thirty cents a pound?

"I need a pencil for that," he said. "My head is not that clear. But I think the great DiMaggio would be proud of me today. I had no bone spurs. But the hands and the back hurt truly." I wonder what a bone spur is, he thought. Maybe we have them without knowing of it.

He made the fish fast to bow and stern and to the middle thwart. He was so big it was like lashing a much bigger skiff alongside. He cut a piece of line and tied the fish’s lower jaw against his bill so his mouth would not open and they would sail as cleanly as possible. Then he stepped the mast and, with the stick that was his gaff and with his boom rigged, the patched sail drew, the boat began to move, and half lying in the stern he sailed south-west.

He did not need a compass to tell him where southwest was. He only needed the feel of the trade wind and the drawing of the sail. I better put a small line out with a spoon on it and try and get something to eat and drink for the moisture. But he could not find a spoon and his sardines were rotten. So he hooked a patch of yellow Gulf weed with the gaff as they passed and shook it so that the small shrimps that were in it fell onto the planking of the skiff. There were more than a dozen of them and they jumped and kicked like sand fleas. The old man pinched their heads off with his thumb and forefinger and ate them chewing up the shells and the tails. They were very tiny but he knew they were nourishing and they tasted good.

The old man still had two drinks of water in the bottle and he used half of one after he had eaten the shrimps. The skiff was sailing well considering the handicaps and he steered with the tiller under his arm. He could see the fish and he had only to look at his hands and feel his back against the stern to know that this had truly happened and was not a dream. At one time when he was feeling so badly toward the end, he had thought perhaps it was a dream. Then when he had seen the fish come out of the water and hang motionless in the sky before he fell, he was sure there was some great strangeness and he could not believe it.

Then he could not see well, although now he saw as well as ever. Now he knew there was the fish and his hands and back were no dream. The hands cure quickly, he thought. I bled them clean and the salt water will heal them. The dark water of the true gulf is the greatest healer that there is. All I must do is keep the head clear. The hands have done their work and we sail well. With his mouth shut and his tail straight up and down we sail like brothers. Then his head started to become a little unclear and he thought, is he bringing me in or am I bringing him in? If I were towing him behind there would be no question. Nor if the fish were in the skiff, with all dignity gone, there would be no question either. But they were sailing together lashed side by side and the old man thought, let him bring me in if it pleases him. I am only better than him through trickery and he meant me no harm.

They sailed well and the old man soaked his hands in the salt water and tried to keep his head clear. There were high cumulus clouds and enough cirrus above them so that the old man knew the breeze would last all night. The old man looked at the fish constantly to make sure it was true. It was an hour before the first shark hit him.

The shark was not an accident. He had come up from deep down in the water as the dark cloud of blood had settled and dispersed in the mile deep sea. He had come up so fast and absolutely without caution that he broke the surface of the blue water and was in the sun. Then he fell back into the sea and picked up the scent and started swimming on the course the skiff and the fish had taken.

Sometimes he lost the scent. But he would pick it up again, or have just a trace of it, and he swam fast and hard on the course. He was a very big Make shark built to swim as fast as the fastest fish in the sea and everything about him was beautiful except his jaws. His back was as blue as a sword fish’s and his belly was silver and his hide was smooth and handsome. He was built as a sword fish except for his huge jaws which were tight shut now as he swam fast, just under the surface with his high dorsal fin knifing through the water without wavering. Inside the closed double lip of his jaws all of his eight rows of teeth were slanted inwards. They were not the ordinary pyramid-shaped teeth of most sharks. They were shaped like a man’s fingers when they are crisped like claws. They were nearly as long as the fingers of the old man and they had razor-sharp cutting edges on both sides. This was a fish built to feed on all the fishes in the sea, that were so fast and strong and well armed that they had no other enemy. Now he speeded up as he smelled the fresher scent and his blue dorsal fin cut the water.

When the old man saw him coming he knew that this was a shark that had no fear at all and would do exactly what he wished. He prepared the harpoon and made the rope fast while he watched the shark come on. The rope was short as it lacked what he had cut away to lash the fish.

The old man’s head was clear and good now and he was full of resolution but he had little hope. It was too good to last, he thought. He took one look at the great fish as he watched the shark close in. It might as well have been a dream, he thought. I cannot keep him from hitting me but maybe I can get him. Dentuso, he thought. Bad luck to your mother.

The shark closed fast astern and when he hit the fish the old man saw his mouth open and his strange eyes and the clicking chop of the teeth as he drove forward in the meat just above the tail. The shark’s head was out of water and his back was coming out and the old man could hear the noise of skin and flesh ripping on the big fish when he rammed the harpoon down onto the shark’s head at a spot where the line between his eyes intersected with the line that ran straight back from his nose. There were no such lines. There was only the heavy sharp blue head and the big eyes and the clicking, thrusting all-swallowing jaws. But that was the location of the brain and the old man hit it. He hit it with his blood mushed hands driving a good harpoon with all his strength. He hit it without hope but with resolution and complete malignancy.



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