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“
From
what
do
you
judge
,
boatswain
?
”
“
From
his
eyes
,
Mr
.
Jeorling
,
from
his
eyes
.
No
matter
at
what
moment
,
let
the
ship
’
s
head
be
as
it
may
,
those
eyes
of
his
are
always
on
the
south
,
open
,
unwinking
,
fixed
like
guns
in
position
.
”
Hurliguerly
did
not
exaggerate
,
and
I
had
already
remarked
this
.
To
employ
an
expression
of
Edgar
Poe
’
s
,
Hunt
had
eyes
like
a
falcon
’
s
.
“
When
he
is
not
on
the
watch
,
”
resumed
the
boatswain
,
“
that
savage
leans
all
the
time
with
his
elbows
on
the
side
,
as
motionless
as
he
is
mute
.
His
right
place
would
be
at
the
end
of
our
bow
,
where
he
would
do
for
a
figurehead
to
the
Halbrane
,
and
a
very
ugly
one
at
that
!
And
then
,
when
he
is
at
the
helm
,
Mr
.
Jeorling
,
just
observe
him
!
His
enormous
hands
clutch
the
handles
as
though
they
were
fastened
to
the
wheel
;
he
gazes
at
the
binnacle
as
though
the
magnet
of
the
compass
were
drawing
his
eyes
.
I
pride
myself
on
being
a
good
steersman
,
but
as
for
being
the
equal
of
Hunt
,
I
’
m
not
!
With
him
,
not
for
an
instant
does
the
needle
vary
from
the
sailing
-
line
,
however
rough
a
lurch
she
may
give
.
I
am
sure
that
if
the
binnacle
lamp
were
to
go
out
in
the
night
Hunt
would
not
require
to
relight
it
.
The
fire
in
his
eyes
would
light
up
the
dial
and
keep
him
right
.
”
For
several
days
our
navigation
went
on
in
unbroken
monotony
,
without
a
single
incident
,
and
under
favourable
conditions
.
The
spring
season
was
advancing
,
and
whales
began
to
make
their
appearance
in
large
numbers
.
In
these
waters
a
week
would
suffice
for
ships
of
heavy
tonnage
to
fill
their
casks
with
the
precious
oil
.
Thus
the
new
men
of
the
crew
,
and
especially
the
Americans
,
did
not
conceal
their
regret
for
the
captain
’
s
indifference
in
the
presence
of
so
many
animals
worth
their
weight
in
gold
,
and
more
abundant
than
they
had
ever
seen
whales
at
that
period
of
the
year
.
The
leading
malcontent
was
Hearne
,
a
sealing
-
master
,
to
whom
his
companions
were
ready
to
listen
.
He
had
found
it
easy
to
get
the
upper
hand
of
the
other
sailors
by
his
rough
manner
and
the
surly
audacity
that
was
expressed
by
his
whole
personality
.
Hearne
was
an
American
,
and
forty
-
five
years
of
age
.
He
was
an
active
,
vigorous
man
,
and
I
could
see
him
in
my
mind
’
s
eye
,
standing
up
on
his
double
bowed
whaling
-
boat
brandishing
the
harpoon
,
darting
it
into
the
flank
of
a
whale
,
and
paying
out
the
rope
.
He
must
have
been
fine
to
see
.
Granted
his
passion
for
this
business
,
I
could
not
be
surprised
that
his
discontent
showed
itself
upon
occasion
.
In
any
case
,
however
,
our
schooner
was
not
fitted
out
for
fishing
,
and
the
implements
of
whaling
were
not
on
board
.
One
day
,
about
three
o
’
clock
in
the
afternoon
,
I
had
gone
forward
to
watch
the
gambols
of
a
“
school
”
of
the
huge
sea
mammals
.
Hearne
was
pointing
them
out
to
his
companions
,
and
muttering
in
disjointed
phrases
,
—
“
There
,
look
there
!
That
’
s
a
fin
-
back
!
There
’
s
another
,
and
another
;
three
of
them
with
their
dorsal
fins
five
or
six
feet
high
.
Just
see
them
swimming
between
two
waves
,
quietly
,
making
no
jumps
.
Ah
!
if
I
had
a
harpoon
,
I
bet
my
head
that
I
could
send
it
into
one
of
the
four
yellow
spots
they
have
on
their
bodies
.
But
there
’
s
nothing
to
be
done
in
this
traffic
-
box
;
one
cannot
stretch
one
’
s
arms
.
Devil
take
it
!
In
these
seas
it
is
fishing
we
ought
to
be
at
,
not
—
”
Then
,
stopping
short
,
he
swore
a
few
oaths
,
and
cried
out
,
“
And
that
other
whale
!
”
