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Cistern and Buckets

           "Inheaven’sname,man,"criedStubb,"areyouramminghomeacartridgethere?Avast!Howwillthathelphim;jammingthatiron-boundbucketontopofhishead?Avast,willye!"

           "Standclearofthetackle!"criedavoiceliketheburstingofarocket.

           Almostinthesameinstant,withathunder-boom,theenormousmassdroppedintothesea,likeNiagara’sTable-Rockintothewhirlpool;thesuddenlyrelievedhullrolledawayfromit,tofardownherglitteringcopper;andallcaughttheirbreath,ashalfswingingnowoverthesailors’heads,andnowoverthewaterDaggoo,throughathickmistofspray,wasdimlybeheldclingingtothependuloustackles,whilepoor,buried-aliveTashtegowassinkingutterlydowntothebottomofthesea!Buthardlyhadtheblindingvaporclearedaway,whenanakedfigurewithaboardingswordinhishand,wasforoneswiftmomentseenhoveringoverthebulwarks.Thenext,aloudsplashannouncedthatmybraveQueequeghaddivedtotherescue.Onepackedrushwasmadetotheside,andeveryeyecountedeveryripple,asmomentfollowedmoment,andnosignofeitherthesinkerorthedivercouldbeseen.Somehandsnowjumpedintoaboatalongside,andpushedalittleofffromtheship.

           "Ha!ha!"criedDaggoo,allatonce,fromhisnowquiet,swingingperchoverhead;andlookingfurtherofffromtheside,wesawanarmthrustuprightfromthebluewaves;asightstrangetosee,asanarmthrustforthfromthegrassoveragrave.

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