Моби Дик

The Monkey-Rope

           Well,well,mydearcomradeandtwin-brother,thoughtI,asIdrewinandthenslackedofftheropetoeveryswelloftheseawhatmattersit,afterall?Areyounotthepreciousimageofeachandallofusmeninthiswhalingworld?Thatunsoundedoceanyougaspin,isLife;thosesharks,yourfoes;thosespades,yourfriends;andwhatbetweensharksandspadesyouareinasadpickleandperil,poorlad.

           Butcourage!thereisgoodcheerinstoreforyou,Queequeg.Fornow,aswithbluelipsandblood-shoteyestheexhaustedsavageatlastclimbsupthechainsandstandsalldrippingandinvoluntarilytremblingovertheside;thestewardadvances,andwithabenevolent,consolatoryglancehandshimwhat?SomehotCognac?No!handshim,yegods!handshimacupoftepidgingerandwater!

           "Ginger?DoIsmellginger?"suspiciouslyaskedStubb,comingnear."Yes,thismustbeginger,"peeringintotheasyetuntastedcup.Thenstandingasifincredulousforawhile,hecalmlywalkedtowardstheastonishedstewardslowlysaying,"Ginger?ginger?andwillyouhavethegoodnesstotellme,Mr.Dough-Boy,whereliesthevirtueofginger?Ginger!isgingerthesortoffuelyouuse,Dough-boy,tokindleafireinthisshiveringcannibal?Ginger!whatthedevilisginger?sea-coal?firewood?lucifermatches?tinder?gunpowder?whatthedevilisginger,Isay,thatyouofferthiscuptoourpoorQueequeghere."

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