Squid

           Slowlywadingthroughthemeadowsofbrit,thePequodstillheldonherwaynorth-eastwardtowardstheislandofJava;agentleairimpellingherkeel,sothatinthesurroundingserenityherthreetalltaperingmastsmildlywavedtothatlanguidbreeze,asthreemildpalmsonaplain.Andstill,atwideintervalsinthesilverynight,thelonely,alluringjetwouldbeseen.

           Butonetransparentbluemorning,whenastillnessalmostpreternaturalspreadoverthesea,howeverunattendedwithanystagnantcalm;whenthelongburnishedsun-gladeonthewatersseemedagoldenfingerlaidacrossthem,enjoiningsomesecrecy;whentheslipperedwaveswhisperedtogetherastheysoftlyranon;inthisprofoundhushofthevisiblesphereastrangespectrewasseenbyDaggoofromthemain-mast-head.

           Inthedistance,agreatwhitemasslazilyrose,andrisinghigherandhigher,anddisentanglingitselffromtheazure,atlastgleamedbeforeourprowlikeasnow-slide,newslidfromthehills.Thusglisteningforamoment,asslowlyitsubsided,andsank.Thenoncemorearose,andsilentlygleamed.Itseemednotawhale;andyetisthisMobyDick?thoughtDaggoo.Againthephantomwentdown,butonre-appearingoncemore,withastiletto-likecrythatstartledeverymanfromhisnod,thenegroyelledout"There!thereagain!thereshebreaches!rightahead!TheWhiteWhale,theWhiteWhale!"

           Uponthis,theseamenrushedtotheyard-arms,asinswarming-timethebeesrushtotheboughs.

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