his
shoulders.
He was
comfortable
but
suffering,
although
he did not
admit the
suffering
at all. “I
am not
religious,”
he said.
“But I
will say
ten Our
Fathers
and ten
Hail Marys
that I
should
catch this
fish, and
I promise
to make a
pilgrimage
to the
Virgin of
Cobre if I
catch him.
That is a
promise.”
He
commenced
to say his
prayers
mechanically.
Sometimes
he would
be so
tired that
he could
not
remember
the prayer
and then
he would
say them
fast so
