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Instantly
the
yards
were
squared
,
to
the
lively
song
of
"
Ho
!
the
fair
wind
!
oh-ye-ho
cheerly
,
men
!
"
the
crew
singing
for
joy
,
that
so
promising
an
event
should
so
soon
have
falsified
the
evil
portends
preceding
it
.
In
compliance
with
the
standing
order
of
his
commander
--
to
report
immediately
,
and
at
any
one
of
the
twenty-four
hours
,
any
decided
change
in
the
affairs
of
the
deck
--
Starbuck
had
no
sooner
trimmed
the
yards
to
the
breeze
--
however
reluctantly
and
gloomily
--
that
he
mechanically
went
below
to
apprise
Captain
Ahab
of
the
circumstance
.
Ere
knocking
at
his
state-room
,
he
involuntarily
paused
before
it
a
moment
.
The
cabin
lamp
--
taking
long
swings
this
way
and
that
--
was
burning
fitfully
,
and
casting
fitful
shadows
upon
the
old
man
's
bolted
door
--
a
thin
one
,
with
fixed
blinds
inserted
,
in
place
of
upper
panels
.
The
isolated
subterraneousness
of
the
cabin
made
a
certain
humming
silence
to
reign
there
,
though
it
was
hooped
round
by
all
the
roar
of
the
elements
.
The
loaded
muskets
in
the
rack
were
shiningly
revealed
,
as
they
stood
upright
against
the
forward
bulkhead
.
Starbuck
was
an
honest
,
upright
man
;
but
out
of
Starbuck
's
heart
,
at
that
instant
when
he
saw
the
muskets
,
there
strangely
evolved
an
evil
thought
;
but
so
blent
with
its
neutral
or
good
accompaniments
that
for
the
instant
he
hardly
knew
it
for
itself
.
"
He
would
have
shot
me
once
,
"
he
murmured
,
"
yes
,
there
's
the
very
musket
that
he
pointed
at
me
;
--
that
one
with
the
studded
lock
;
let
me
touch
it
--
lift
it
.
Strange
,
that
I
,
who
have
handled
so
many
deadly
lances
,
strange
,
that
I
should
shake
so
now
.
Loaded
?
I
must
see
.
Aye
,
aye
;
and
powder
in
the
pan
;
--
that
's
not
good
.
Best
spill
it
?
--
wait
.
I
'll
cure
myself
of
this
.
I
'll
hold
the
musket
boldly
while
I
think
.
--
I
come
to
report
a
fair
wind
to
him
.
But
how
fair
?
Fair
for
death
and
doom
--
that
's
fair
for
Moby
Dick
.
It
's
a
fair
wind
that
's
only
fair
for
that
accursed
fish
.
--
The
very
tube
he
pointed
at
me
!
--
the
very
one
;
this
one
--
I
hold
it
here
;
he
would
have
killed
me
with
the
very
thing
I
handle
now
.
--
Aye
and
he
would
fain
kill
all
his
crew
.
Does
he
not
say
he
will
not
strike
his
spars
to
any
gale
?
Has
he
not
dashed
his
heavenly
quadrant
?
and
in
these
same
perilous
seas
,
gropes
he
not
his
way
by
mere
dead
reckoning
of
the
error-abounding
log
?
and
in
this
very
Typhoon
,
did
he
not
swear
that
he
would
have
no
lightning-rods
?
But
shall
this
crazed
old
man
be
tamely
suffered
to
drag
a
whole
ship
's
company
down
to
doom
with
him
?
--
Yes
,
it
would
make
him
the
wilful
murderer
of
thirty
men
and
more
,
if
this
ship
come
to
any
deadly
harm
;
and
come
to
deadly
harm
,
my
soul
swears
this
ship
will
,
if
Ahab
have
his
way
.
If
,
then
,
he
were
this
instant
--
put
aside
,
that
crime
would
not
be
his
.
Ha
!
is
he
muttering
in
his
sleep
?
Yes
,
just
there
--
in
there
,
he
's
sleeping
.
Sleeping
?
aye
,
but
still
alive
,
and
soon
awake
again
.
I
ca
n't
withstand
thee
,
then
,
old
man
.
Not
reasoning
;
not
remonstrance
;
not
entreaty
wilt
thou
hearken
to
;
all
this
thou
scornest
.
Flat
obedience
to
thy
own
flat
commands
,
this
is
all
thou
breathest
.
Aye
,
and
say
's
t
the
men
have
vow
'd
thy
vow
;
say
's
t
all
of
us
are
Ahabs
.
Great
God
forbid
!
--
But
is
there
no
other
way
?
no
lawful
way
?
--
Make
him
a
prisoner
to
be
taken
home
?
What
!
hope
to
wrest
this
old
man
's
living
power
from
his
own
living
hands
?
Only
a
fool
would
try
it
.
Say
he
were
pinioned
even
;
knotted
all
over
with
ropes
and
hawsers
;
chained
down
to
ring-bolts
on
this
cabin
floor
;
he
would
be
more
hideous
than
a
caged
tiger
,
then
.
I
could
not
endure
the
sight
;
could
not
possibly
fly
his
howlings
;
all
comfort
,
sleep
itself
,
inestimable
reason
would
leave
me
on
the
long
intolerable
voyage
.
What
,
then
,
remains
?
The
land
is
hundreds
of
leagues
away
,
and
locked
Japan
the
nearest
.
I
stand
alone
here
upon
an
open
sea
,
with
two
oceans
and
a
whole
continent
between
me
and
law
.
--
Aye
,
aye
,
'
tis
so
.
--
Is
heaven
a
murderer
when
its
lightning
strikes
a
would-be
murderer
in
his
bed
,
tindering
sheets
and
skin
together
?
--
And
would
I
be
a
murderer
,
then
,
if
"
--
and
slowly
,
stealthily
,
and
half
sideways
looking
,
he
placed
the
loaded
musket
's
end
against
the
door
.
"
On
this
level
,
Ahab
's
hammock
swings
within
;
his
head
this
way
.
A
touch
,
and
Starbuck
may
survive
to
hug
his
wife
and
child
again
--
Oh
Mary
!
Mary
!
--
boy
!
boy
!
boy
!
--
But
if
I
wake
thee
not
to
death
,
old
man
,
who
can
tell
to
what
unsounded
deeps
Starbuck
's
body
this
day
week
may
sink
,
with
all
the
crew
!
Great
God
,
where
art
Thou
?
Shall
I
?
shall
I
?
--
The
wind
has
gone
down
and
shifted
,
sir
;
the
fore
and
main
topsails
are
reefed
and
set
!
she
heads
her
course
.
"
"
Stern
all
!
Oh
Moby
Dick
,
I
clutch
thy
heart
at
last
!
"
Such
were
the
sounds
that
now
came
hurtling
from
out
the
old
man
's
tormented
sleep
,
as
if
Starbuck
's
voice
had
caused
the
long
dumb
dream
to
speak
.
The
yet
levelled
musket
shook
like
a
drunkard
's
arm
against
the
panel
;
Starbuck
seemed
wrestling
with
an
angel
,
but
turning
from
the
door
,
he
placed
the
death-tube
in
its
rack
,
and
left
the
place
.
