But I didn't care.

Well, we two fought in the water--partly in spite, partly to pass the time.
Suddenly I could see my opponent's swarthy face become livid.

`Good God!' he gasped; `a shark!' and quick as thought he caught me by the shoulders and pushed me between him and the brute.

I heard it swish up, and saw it half turn with gaping jaws.

In that moment I lived over my life again, with all its folly and crime, and for the first time for years I prayed.