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A
short
rushing
sound
leaped
out
of
the
boat
;
it
was
the
darted
iron
of
Queequeg
.
Then
all
in
one
welded
commotion
came
an
invisible
push
from
astern
,
while
forward
the
boat
seemed
striking
on
a
ledge
;
the
sail
collapsed
and
exploded
;
a
gush
of
scalding
vapor
shot
up
near
by
;
something
rolled
and
tumbled
like
an
earthquake
beneath
us
.
The
whole
crew
were
half
suffocated
as
they
were
tossed
helter-skelter
into
the
white
curdling
cream
of
the
squall
.
Squall
,
whale
,
and
harpoon
had
all
blended
together
;
and
the
whale
,
merely
grazed
by
the
iron
,
escaped
.
Though
completely
swamped
,
the
boat
was
nearly
unharmed
.
Swimming
round
it
we
picked
up
the
floating
oars
,
and
lashing
them
across
the
gunwale
,
tumbled
back
to
our
places
.
There
we
sat
up
to
our
knees
in
the
sea
,
the
water
covering
every
rib
and
plank
,
so
that
to
our
downward
gazing
eyes
the
suspended
craft
seemed
a
coral
boat
grown
up
to
us
from
the
bottom
of
the
ocean
.
The
wind
increased
to
a
howl
;
the
waves
dashed
their
bucklers
together
;
the
whole
squall
roared
,
forked
,
and
crackled
around
us
like
a
white
fire
upon
the
prairie
,
in
which
unconsumed
,
we
were
burning
;
immortal
in
these
jaws
of
death
!
In
vain
we
hailed
the
other
boats
;
as
well
roar
to
the
live
coals
down
the
chimney
of
a
flaming
furnace
as
hail
those
boats
in
that
storm
.
Meanwhile
the
driving
scud
,
rack
,
and
mist
,
grew
darker
with
the
shadows
of
night
;
no
sign
of
the
ship
could
be
seen
.
The
rising
sea
forbade
all
attempts
to
bale
out
the
boat
.
The
oars
were
useless
as
propellers
,
performing
now
the
office
of
life-preservers
.
So
,
cutting
the
lashing
of
the
waterproof
match
keg
,
after
many
failures
Starbuck
contrived
to
ignite
the
lamp
in
the
lantern
;
then
stretching
it
on
a
waif
pole
,
handed
it
to
Queequeg
as
the
standard-bearer
of
this
forlorn
hope
.
There
,
then
,
he
sat
,
holding
up
that
imbecile
candle
in
the
heart
of
that
almighty
forlornness
.
There
,
then
,
he
sat
,
the
sign
and
symbol
of
a
man
without
faith
,
hopelessly
holding
up
hope
in
the
midst
of
despair
.
Wet
,
drenched
through
,
and
shivering
cold
,
despairing
of
ship
or
boat
,
we
lifted
up
our
eyes
as
the
dawn
came
on
.
The
mist
still
spread
over
the
sea
,
the
empty
lantern
lay
crushed
in
the
bottom
of
the
boat
.
Suddenly
Queequeg
started
to
his
feet
,
hollowing
his
hand
to
his
ear
.
We
all
heard
a
faint
creaking
,
as
of
ropes
and
yards
hitherto
muffled
by
the
storm
.
The
sound
came
nearer
and
nearer
;
the
thick
mists
were
dimly
parted
by
a
huge
,
vague
form
.
Affrighted
,
we
all
sprang
into
the
sea
as
the
ship
at
last
loomed
into
view
,
bearing
right
down
upon
us
within
a
distance
of
not
much
more
than
its
length
.
Floating
on
the
waves
we
saw
the
abandoned
boat
,
as
for
one
instant
it
tossed
and
gaped
beneath
the
ship
's
bows
like
a
chip
at
the
base
of
a
cataract
;
and
then
the
vast
hull
rolled
over
it
,
and
it
was
seen
no
more
till
it
came
up
weltering
astern
.
Again
we
swam
for
it
,
were
dashed
against
it
by
the
seas
,
and
were
at
last
taken
up
and
safely
landed
on
board
.
Ere
the
squall
came
close
to
,
the
other
boats
had
cut
loose
from
their
fish
and
returned
to
the
ship
in
good
time
The
ship
had
given
us
up
,
but
was
still
cruising
,
if
haply
it
might
light
upon
some
token
of
our
perishing
--
an
oar
or
a
lance
pole
.
There
are
certain
queer
times
and
occasions
in
this
strange
mixed
affair
we
call
life
when
a
man
takes
this
whole
universe
for
a
vast
practical
joke
,
though
the
wit
thereof
he
but
dimly
discerns
,
and
more
than
suspects
that
the
joke
is
at
nobody
's
expense
but
his
own
.
However
,
nothing
dispirits
,
and
nothing
seems
worth
while
disputing
.
He
bolts
down
all
events
,
all
creeds
,
and
beliefs
,
and
persuasions
,
all
hard
things
visible
and
invisible
,
never
mind
how
knobby
;
as
an
ostrich
of
potent
digestion
gobbles
down
bullets
and
gun
flints
.
And
as
for
small
difficulties
and
worryings
,
prospects
of
sudden
disaster
,
peril
of
life
and
limb
;
all
these
,
and
death
itself
,
seem
to
him
only
sly
,
good-natured
hits
,
and
jolly
punches
in
the
side
bestowed
by
the
unseen
and
unaccountable
old
joker
.
That
odd
sort
of
wayward
mood
I
am
speaking
of
,
comes
over
a
man
only
in
some
time
of
extreme
tribulation
;
it
comes
in
the
very
midst
of
his
earnestness
,
so
that
what
just
before
might
have
seemed
to
him
a
thing
most
momentous
,
now
seems
but
a
part
of
the
general
joke
.
There
is
nothing
like
the
perils
of
whaling
to
breed
this
free
and
easy
sort
of
genial
,
desperado
philosophy
;
and
with
it
I
now
regarded
this
whole
voyage
of
the
Pequod
,
and
the
great
White
Whale
its
object
.
"
Queequeg
,
"
said
I
,
when
they
had
dragged
me
,
the
last
man
,
to
the
deck
,
and
I
was
still
shaking
myself
in
my
jacket
to
fling
off
the
water
;
"
Queequeg
,
my
fine
friend
,
does
this
sort
of
thing
often
happen
?
"
Without
much
emotion
,
though
soaked
through
just
like
me
,
he
gave
me
to
understand
that
such
things
did
often
happen
.
