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"
Avast
!
"
cried
a
voice
,
whose
owner
at
the
same
time
coming
close
behind
us
,
laid
a
hand
upon
both
our
shoulders
,
and
then
insinuating
himself
between
us
,
stood
stooping
forward
a
little
,
in
the
uncertain
twilight
,
strangely
peering
from
Queequeg
to
me
.
It
was
Elijah
.
"
Going
aboard
?
"
"
Hands
off
,
will
you
,
"
said
I.
"
Lookee
here
,
"
said
Queequeg
,
shaking
himself
,
"
go
'
way
!
"
"
Aint
going
aboard
,
then
?
"
"
Yes
,
we
are
,
"
said
I
,
"
but
what
business
is
that
of
yours
?
Do
you
know
,
Mr.
Elijah
,
that
I
consider
you
a
little
impertinent
?
"
"
No
,
no
,
no
;
I
was
n't
aware
of
that
,
"
said
Elijah
,
slowly
and
wonderingly
looking
from
me
to
Queequeg
,
with
the
most
unaccountable
glances
.
"
Elijah
,
"
said
I
,
"
you
will
oblige
my
friend
and
me
by
withdrawing
.
We
are
going
to
the
Indian
and
Pacific
Oceans
,
and
would
prefer
not
to
be
detained
.
"
"
Ye
be
,
be
ye
?
Coming
back
afore
breakfast
?
"
"
He
's
cracked
,
Queequeg
,
"
said
I
,
"
come
on
.
"
