"He was eighteen feet from nose to tail," the fisherman who
was measuring him called. "I believe it," the boy said. He
went into the Terrace and asked for a can of coffee. "Hot and with
plenty of milk and sugar in it." "Anything more?"
"No. Afterwards I will see what he can eat." "What a fish
it was," the proprietor said. "There has never been such a
fish. Those were two fine fish you took yesterday too."
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