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At
this
moment
Derick
was
in
the
act
of
pitching
his
lamp-feeder
at
the
advancing
boats
,
and
also
his
oil-can
;
perhaps
with
the
double
view
of
retarding
his
rivals
'
way
,
and
at
the
same
time
economically
accelerating
his
own
by
the
momentary
impetus
of
the
backward
toss
.
"
The
unmannerly
Dutch
dogger
!
"
cried
Stubb
.
"
Pull
now
,
men
,
like
fifty
thousand
line-of-battle-ship
loads
of
red-haired
devils
.
What
d'ye
say
,
Tashtego
;
are
you
the
man
to
snap
your
spine
in
two-and-twenty
pieces
for
the
honor
of
old
Gayhead
?
What
d'ye
say
?
"
"
I
say
,
pull
like
god-dam
,
"
--
cried
the
Indian
.
Fiercely
,
but
evenly
incited
by
the
taunts
of
the
German
,
the
Pequod
's
three
boats
now
began
ranging
almost
abreast
;
and
,
so
disposed
,
momentarily
neared
him
.
In
that
fine
,
loose
,
chivalrous
attitude
of
the
headsman
when
drawing
near
to
his
prey
,
the
three
mates
stood
up
proudly
,
occasionally
backing
the
after
oarsman
with
an
exhilarating
cry
of
,
"
There
she
slides
,
now
!
Hurrah
for
the
white-ash
breeze
!
Down
with
the
Yarman
!
Sail
over
him
!
"
But
so
decided
an
original
start
had
Derick
had
,
that
spite
of
all
their
gallantry
,
he
would
have
proved
the
victor
in
this
race
,
had
not
a
righteous
judgment
descended
upon
him
in
a
crab
which
caught
the
blade
of
his
midship
oarsman
.
While
this
clumsy
lubber
was
striving
to
free
his
white-ash
,
and
while
,
in
consequence
,
Derick
's
boat
was
nigh
to
capsizing
,
and
he
thundering
away
at
his
men
in
a
mighty
rage
;
--
that
was
a
good
time
for
Starbuck
,
Stubb
,
and
Flask
.
With
a
shout
,
they
took
a
mortal
start
forwards
,
and
slantingly
ranged
up
on
the
German
's
quarter
.
An
instant
more
,
and
all
four
boats
were
diagonically
in
the
whale
's
immediate
wake
,
while
stretching
from
them
,
on
both
sides
,
was
the
foaming
swell
that
he
made
.
It
was
a
terrific
,
most
pitiable
,
and
maddening
sight
.
The
whale
was
now
going
head
out
,
and
sending
his
spout
before
him
in
a
continual
tormented
jet
;
while
his
one
poor
fin
beat
his
side
in
an
agony
of
fright
.
Now
to
this
hand
,
now
to
that
,
he
yawed
in
his
faltering
flight
,
and
still
at
every
billow
that
he
broke
,
he
spasmodically
sank
in
the
sea
,
or
sideways
rolled
towards
the
sky
his
one
beating
fin
.
So
have
I
seen
a
bird
with
clipped
wing
,
making
affrighted
broken
circle
in
the
air
,
vainly
striving
to
escape
the
piratical
hawks
.
But
the
bird
has
a
voice
,
and
with
plaintive
cries
will
make
known
her
fear
;
but
the
fear
of
this
vast
dumb
brute
of
the
sea
,
was
chained
up
and
enchanted
in
him
;
he
had
no
voice
,
save
that
choking
respiration
through
his
spiracle
,
and
this
made
the
sight
of
him
unspeakably
pitiable
;
while
still
,
in
his
amazing
bulk
,
portcullis
jaw
,
and
omnipotent
tail
,
there
was
enough
to
appal
the
stoutest
man
who
so
pitied
.
Seeing
now
that
but
a
very
few
moments
more
would
give
the
Pequod
's
boat
the
advantage
,
and
rather
than
be
thus
foiled
of
his
game
,
Derick
chose
to
hazard
what
to
him
must
have
seemed
a
most
unusually
long
dart
,
ere
the
last
chance
would
for
ever
escape
.
But
no
sooner
did
his
harpooneer
stand
up
for
the
stroke
,
than
all
three
tigers
--
Queequeg
,
Tashtego
,
Daggoo
--
instinctively
sprang
to
their
feet
,
and
standing
in
a
diagonal
row
,
simultaneously
pointed
their
barbs
;
and
darted
over
the
head
of
the
German
harpooneer
,
their
three
Nantucket
irons
entered
the
whale
.
Blinding
vapors
of
foam
and
white-fire
!
The
three
boats
,
in
the
first
fury
of
the
whale
's
headlong
rush
,
bumped
the
German
's
aside
with
such
force
,
that
both
Derick
and
his
baffled
harpooneer
were
spilled
out
,
and
sailed
over
by
the
three
flying
keels
.
