Now he knew; and every inch of his body ached with fatigue.
"Ef dad was along," said Dan, hauling up, "he'd read the signs plain's print.

The fish arc runnin' smaller an' smaller, an' you've took baout as logy a halibut's we're apt to find this trip.

Yesterday's catch--did ye notice it ?--was all big fish an' no halibut.

Dad he'd read them signs right off.

Dad says everythin' on the Banks is signs, an' can be read wrong er right.