"I want him to jump."
"The big ones seldom break water after the first rush or so."
"Ken, it's coming to you with that fellow," said Hal. "My left arm is paralyzed. Honestly, I can pinch it and not feel the pain."
Pepe worked the boat closer and Ken reeled in yard after yard of line. The tarpon was headed down-stream, and he kept up a steady, strong strain.
"Let him tow the boat," said George. "Hold the drag, Ken. Let him tow the boat."
"What!" exclaimed Ken, in amaze.
"Oh, he'll do it, all right."
And so it proved. Ken's tarpon, once headed with the current, did not turn, and he towed the boat.
"This is a new way for me to tire out a fish," said Ken. "What do you think of it, Hal?"
Hal's eyes glistened.