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Midnight — The Forecastle Bulwarks

           What’sthemightydifferencebetweenholdingamast’slightning-rodinthestorm,andstandingclosebyamastthathasn’tgotanylightning-rodatallinastorm?Don’tyousee,youtimber-head,thatnoharmcancometotheholderoftherod,unlessthemastisfirststruck?Whatareyoutalkingabout,then?Notoneshipinahundredcarriesrods,andAhabaye,man,andallofuswereinnomoredangerthen,inmypooropinion,thanallthecrewsintenthousandshipsnowsailingtheseas.Why,youKing-Post,you,Isupposeyouwouldhaveeverymanintheworldgoaboutwithasmalllightning-rodrunningupthecornerofhishat,likeamilitiaofficer’sskeweredfeather,andtrailingbehindlikehissash.Whydon’tyebesensible,Flask?it’seasytobesensible;whydon’tye,then?anymanwithhalfaneyecanbesensible."

           "Idon’tknowthat,Stubb.Yousometimesfinditratherhard."

           "Yes,whenafellow’ssoakedthrough,it’shardtobesensible,that’safact.AndIamaboutdrenchedwiththisspray.Nevermind;catchtheturnthere,andpassit.Seemstomewearelashingdowntheseanchorsnowasiftheywerenevergoingtobeusedagain.Tyingthesetwoanchorshere,Flask,seemsliketyingaman’shandsbehindhim.Andwhatbiggeneroushandstheyare,tobesure.Theseareyourironfists,hey?Whataholdtheyhave,too!Iwonder,Flask,whethertheworldisanchoredanywhere;ifsheis,sheswingswithanuncommonlongcable,though.There,hammerthatknotdown,andwe’vedone

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