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"
Holloa
!
"
he
breathed
at
last
,
"
who
be
ye
smokers
?
"
"
Shipped
men
,
"
answered
I
,
"
when
does
she
sail
?
"
"
Aye
,
aye
,
ye
are
going
in
her
,
be
ye
?
She
sails
to-day
.
The
Captain
came
aboard
last
night
.
"
"
What
Captain
?
--
Ahab
?
"
"
Who
but
him
indeed
?
"
I
was
going
to
ask
him
some
further
questions
concerning
Ahab
,
when
we
heard
a
noise
on
deck
.
"
Holloa
!
Starbuck
's
astir
,
"
said
the
rigger
.
"
He
's
a
lively
chief
mate
that
;
good
man
,
and
a
pious
;
but
all
alive
now
,
I
must
turn
to
.
"
And
so
saying
he
went
on
deck
,
and
we
followed
.
It
was
now
clear
sunrise
.
Soon
the
crew
came
on
board
in
twos
and
threes
;
the
riggers
bestirred
themselves
;
the
mates
were
actively
engaged
;
and
several
of
the
shore
people
were
busy
in
bringing
various
last
things
on
board
.
Meanwhile
Captain
Ahab
remained
invisibly
enshrined
within
his
cabin
.
At
length
,
towards
noon
,
upon
the
final
dismissal
of
the
ship
's
riggers
,
and
after
the
Pequod
had
been
hauled
out
from
the
wharf
,
and
after
the
ever-thoughtful
Charity
had
come
off
in
a
whale-boat
,
with
her
last
gift
--
a
nightcap
for
Stubb
,
the
second
mate
,
her
brother-in-law
,
and
a
spare
Bible
for
the
steward
--
after
all
this
,
the
two
Captains
,
Peleg
and
Bildad
,
issued
from
the
cabin
,
and
turning
to
the
chief
mate
,
Peleg
said
:
"
Now
,
Mr.
Starbuck
,
are
you
sure
everything
is
right
?
Captain
Ahab
is
all
ready
--
just
spoke
to
him
--
nothing
more
to
be
got
from
shore
,
eh
?
Well
,
call
all
hands
,
then
.
Muster
'
em
aft
here
--
blast
'
em
!
"
