Meanwhile, the third fish, the dumb one, was agitatedly 
jumping about, trying to escape with agility and 
cleverness. The net, of course, finally closed around him 
and as he lay there in the terrible frying-pan, he 
thought, "I'll get out of this, I'll never live again in 
the limits of a lake. Next time, next time the ocean! 
I'll make the infinite ocean my home. The infinite, my 
home."