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The Pequod Meets The Virgin

           LookatthatYarman!Theshortandlongofitis,men,willyespitfireornot?"

           "Oh!seethesudshemakes!"criedFlask,dancingupanddown—"WhatahumpOh,dopileonthebeeflayslikealog!Oh!mylads,dospringslap-jacksandquahogsforsupper,youknow,myladsbakedclamsandmuffinsho,do,do,springhe’sahundredbarrelerdon’tlosehimnowdon’toh,don’t!seethatYarmanOh,won’tyepullforyourduff,myladssuchasog!suchasogger!Don’tyelovesperm?Theregoesthreethousanddollars,men!abank!awholebank!ThebankofEngland!Oh,do,do,do!What’sthatYarmanaboutnow?"

           AtthismomentDerickwasintheactofpitchinghislamp-feederattheadvancingboats,andalsohisoil-can;perhapswiththedoubleviewofretardinghisrivals’way,andatthesametimeeconomicallyacceleratinghisownbythemomentaryimpetusofthebackwardtoss.

           "TheunmannerlyDutchdogger!"criedStubb."Pullnow,men,likefiftythousandline-of-battle-shiploadsofred-haireddevils.Whatd’yesay,Tashtego;areyouthemantosnapyourspineintwo-and-twentypiecesforthehonorofoldGayhead?Whatd’yesay?"

           "Isay,pulllikegod-dam,"—criedtheIndian.

           Fiercely,butevenlyincitedbythetauntsoftheGerman,thePequod’sthreeboatsnowbeganrangingalmostabreast;and,sodisposed,momentarilynearedhim.

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