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The Chase — Second Day

           Fool!IamtheFates’lieutenant;Iactunderorders.Lookthou,underling!thatthouobeyestmine.Standroundmen,men.Yeseeanoldmancutdowntothestump;leaningonashiveredlance;proppeduponalonelyfoot.‘TisAhabhisbody’spart;butAhab’ssoul’sacentipede,thatmovesuponahundredlegs.Ifeelstrained,half-stranded,asropesthattowdismastedfrigatesinagale;andImaylookso.ButereIbreak,yellhearmecrack;andtillyehearthat,knowthatAhab’shawsertowshispurposeyet.Believeye,men,inthethingscalledomens?Thenlaughaloud,andcryencore!Foreretheydrown,drowningthingswilltwicerisetothesurface;thenriseagain,tosinkforevermore.SowithMobyDicktwodayshe’sfloatedto-morrowwillbethethird.Aye,men,he’llriseoncemorebutonlytospouthislast!D’yefeelbravemen,brave?"

           "Asfearlessfire,"criedStubb.

           "Andasmechanical,"mutteredAhab.Thenasthemenwentforward,hemutteredon:"Thethingscalledomens!AndyesterdayItalkedthesametoStarbuckthere,concerningmybrokenboat.Oh!howvaliantlyIseektodriveoutofothers’heartswhat’sclinchedsofastinmine!TheParseetheParsee!gone,gone?andhewastogobefore:—butstillwastobeseenagainereIcouldperishHow’sthat?There’sariddlenowmightbaffleallthelawyersbackedbytheghostsofthewholelineofjudges:—likeahawk’sbeakitpecksmybrain

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