And as they were spreading abroad on their octopuds their

drifter nets, the chromous gleamy seiners’ nets and, no lie, there was

word of assonance being softspoken among those quartermasters.

— Get busy, kid!

— Chirpy, come now!

— The present hospices is a good time.

— I’ll take on that chap.

Y en lo que desplegaban en sus tenta culos las redes pesqueras, las redes cromadas brillantes y, en verdad, hubo un murmullo de palabras a sonantes y suaves entre los cuatro intendentes:

–Aprisa muchacho!

–alé grate, venga!

–El ahora hauspicia un buen momento!

–Yo me encargo del muchacho