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"
Holloa
!
"
cried
stationary
Elijah
,
hailing
us
when
we
had
removed
a
few
paces
.
"
Never
mind
him
,
"
said
I
,
"
Queequeg
,
come
on
.
"
But
he
stole
up
to
us
again
,
and
suddenly
clapping
his
hand
on
my
shoulder
,
said
--
"
Did
ye
see
anything
looking
like
men
going
towards
that
ship
a
while
ago
?
"
Struck
by
this
plain
matter-of-fact
question
,
I
answered
,
saying
,
"
Yes
,
I
thought
I
did
see
four
or
five
men
;
but
it
was
too
dim
to
be
sure
.
"
"
Very
dim
,
very
dim
,
"
said
Elijah
.
"
Morning
to
ye
.
"
Once
more
we
quitted
him
;
but
once
more
he
came
softly
after
us
;
and
touching
my
shoulder
again
,
said
,
"
See
if
you
can
find
'
em
now
,
will
ye
?
"
Find
who
?
"
"
Morning
to
ye
!
morning
to
ye
!
"
he
rejoined
,
again
moving
off
.
"
Oh
!
I
was
going
to
warn
ye
against
--
but
never
mind
,
never
mind
--
it
's
all
one
,
all
in
the
family
too
;
--
sharp
frost
this
morning
,
ai
n't
it
?
Good-bye
to
ye
.
Sha
n't
see
ye
again
very
soon
,
I
guess
;
unless
it
's
before
the
Grand
Jury
.
"
And
with
these
cracked
words
he
finally
departed
,
leaving
me
,
for
the
moment
,
in
no
small
wonderment
at
his
frantic
impudence
.
At
last
,
stepping
on
board
the
Pequod
,
we
found
everything
in
profound
quiet
,
not
a
soul
moving
.
The
cabin
entrance
was
locked
within
;
the
hatches
were
all
on
,
and
lumbered
with
coils
of
rigging
.
Going
forward
to
the
forecastle
,
we
found
the
slide
of
the
scuttle
open
.
Seeing
a
light
,
we
went
down
,
and
found
only
an
old
rigger
there
,
wrapped
in
a
tattered
pea-jacket
.
He
was
thrown
at
whole
length
upon
two
chests
,
his
face
downwards
and
inclosed
in
his
folded
arms
.
The
profoundest
slumber
slept
upon
him
.
