One came, finally, against the head itself and he knew that it was over.
He swung the tiller across the shark's head where the jaws were caught
in the heaviness of the fish's head which would not tear. He swung it
once and twice and again. He heard the tiller break and he lunged at the
shark with the splintered butt. He felt it go in and knowing it was
sharp he drove it in again. The shark let go and rolled away. That was
the last shark of the pack that came. There was nothing more for them to eat
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