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"
Often
,
sir
;
but
never
such
whales
the
sight
of
which
brought
me
in
two
thousand
dollars
.
If
I
can
only
approach
within
four
harpoons
'
length
of
it
!
"
"
But
to
approach
it
,
"
said
the
commander
,
"
I
ought
to
put
a
whaler
at
your
disposal
?
"
"
Certainly
,
sir
.
"
"
That
will
be
trifling
with
the
lives
of
my
men
.
"
"
And
mine
too
,
"
simply
said
the
harpooner
.
Towards
two
o’clock
in
the
morning
,
the
burning
light
reappeared
,
not
less
intense
,
about
five
miles
to
windward
of
the
Abraham
Lincoln
.
Notwithstanding
the
distance
,
and
the
noise
of
the
wind
and
sea
,
one
heard
distinctly
the
loud
strokes
of
the
animal
's
tail
,
and
even
its
panting
breath
.
It
seemed
that
,
at
the
moment
that
the
enormous
narwhal
had
come
to
take
breath
at
the
surface
of
the
water
,
the
air
was
engulfed
in
its
lungs
,
like
the
steam
in
the
vast
cylinders
of
a
machine
of
two
thousand
horse-power
.
"
Hum
!
"
thought
I
,
"
a
whale
with
the
strength
of
a
cavalry
regiment
would
be
a
pretty
whale
!
"
We
were
on
the
qui
vive
till
daylight
,
and
prepared
for
the
combat
.
The
fishing
implements
were
laid
along
the
hammock
nettings
.
The
second
lieutenant
loaded
the
blunder
busses
,
which
could
throw
harpoons
to
the
distance
of
a
mile
,
and
long
duck-guns
,
with
explosive
bullets
,
which
inflicted
mortal
wounds
even
to
the
most
terrible
animals
.
Ned
Land
contented
himself
with
sharpening
his
harpoon
--
a
terrible
weapon
in
his
hands
.
At
six
o’clock
day
began
to
break
;
and
,
with
the
first
glimmer
of
light
,
the
electric
light
of
the
narwhal
disappeared
.
At
seven
o’clock
the
day
was
sufficiently
advanced
,
but
a
very
thick
sea
fog
obscured
our
view
,
and
the
best
spy
glasses
could
not
pierce
it
.
That
caused
disappointment
and
anger
.
I
climbed
the
mizzen-mast
.
Some
officers
were
already
perched
on
the
mast-heads
.
At
eight
o’clock
the
fog
lay
heavily
on
the
waves
,
and
its
thick
scrolls
rose
little
by
little
.
The
horizon
grew
wider
and
clearer
at
the
same
time
.
Suddenly
,
just
as
on
the
day
before
,
Ned
Land
's
voice
was
heard
:
