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The Forge

           "AndIsupposethoucan’stsmoothealmostanyseamsanddents;nevermindhowhardthemetal,blacksmith?"

           "Aye,sir,IthinkIcan;allseamsanddentsbutone."

           "Lookyeherethen,"criedAhab,passionatelyadvancing,andleaningwithbothhandsonPerth’sshoulders;"lookyehereherecanyesmootheoutaseamlikethis,blacksmith,"sweepingonehandacrosshisribbedbrow;"ifthoucould’st,blacksmith,gladenoughwouldIlaymyheaduponthyanvil,andfeelthyheaviesthammerbetweenmyeyes.Answer!Can’stthousmoothethisseam?"

           "Oh!thatistheone,sir!SaidInotallseamsanddentsbutone?"

           "Aye,blacksmith,itistheone;aye,man,itisunsmoothable;forthoughthouonlysee’stithereinmyflesh,ithasworkeddownintotheboneofmyskullthatisallwrinkles!But,awaywithchild’splay;nomoregaffsandpikesto-day.Lookyehere!"jinglingtheleathernbag,asifitwerefullofgoldcoins."I,too,wantaharpoonmade;onethatathousandyokeoffiendscouldnotpart,Perth;somethingthatwillstickinawhalelikehisownfin-bone.There’sthestuff,"flingingthepouchupontheanvil."Lookye,blacksmith,thesearethegatherednail-stubbsofthesteelshoesofracinghorses."

           "Horse-shoestubbs,sir?Why,CaptainAhab,thouhasthere,then,thebestandstubborneststuffweblacksmithseverwork."

           "Iknowit,oldman;thesestubbswillweldtogetherlikegluefromthemeltedbonesofmurderers.Quick!forgemetheharpoon.

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