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The Quarter-Deck

           Itseemedasthough,bysomenameless,interiorvolition,hewouldfainhaveshockedintothemthesamefieryemotionaccumulatedwithintheLeydenjarofhisownmagneticlife.Thethreematesquailedbeforehisstrong,sustained,andmysticaspect.StubbandFlasklookedsidewaysfromhim;thehonesteyeofStarbuckfelldownright.

           "Invain!"criedAhab;"but,maybe,‘tiswell.Fordidyethreebutoncetakethefull-forcedshock,thenmineownelectricthing,thathadperhapsexpiredfromoutme.Perchance,too,itwouldhavedroppedyedead.Perchanceyeneeditnot.Downlances!Andnow,yemates,Idoappointyethreecupbearerstomythreepagankinsmenthereyonthreemosthonorablegentlemenandnoblemen,myvaliantharpooneers.Disdainthetask?What,whenthegreatPopewashesthefeetofbeggars,usinghistiaraforewer?Oh,mysweetcardinals!yourowncondescension,thatshallbendyetoit.Idonotorderye;yewillit.Cutyourseizingsanddrawthepoles,yeharpooneers!"

           Silentlyobeyingtheorder,thethreeharpooneersnowstoodwiththedetachedironpartoftheirharpoons,somethreefeetlong,held,barbsup,beforehim.

           "Stabmenotwiththatkeensteel!Cantthem;cantthemover!knowyenotthegobletend?Turnupthesocket!So,so;now,yecup-bearers,advance.Theirons!takethem;holdthemwhileIfill!"Forthwith,slowlygoingfromoneofficertotheother,hebrimmedtheharpoonsocketswiththefierywatersfromthepewter.

           "Now,threetothree,yestand

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