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The Hat

           Atthefirstfaintestglimmeringofthedawn,hisironvoicewasheardfromaft"Manthemast-heads!"—andallthroughtheday,tillaftersunsetandaftertwilight,thesamevoiceeveryhour,atthestrikingofthehelmsman’sbell,washeard—"Whatd’yesee?sharp!sharp!"

           Butwhenthreeorfourdayshadslidedby,aftermeetingthechildren-seekingRachel;andnospouthadyetbeenseen;themonomaniacoldmanseemeddistrustfulofhiscrew’sfidelity;atleast,ofnearlyallexceptthePaganharpooneers;heseemedtodoubt,even,whetherStubbandFlaskmightnotwillinglyoverlookthesighthesought.Butifthesesuspicionswerereallyhis,hesagaciouslyrefrainedfromverballyexpressingthem,howeverhisactionsmightseemtohintthem.

           "Iwillhavethefirstsightofthewhalemyself,"—hesaid."Aye!Ahabmusthavethedoubloon!andwithhisownhandsheriggedanestofbasketedbowlines;andsendingahandaloft,withasinglesheavedblock,tosecuretothemainmasthead,hereceivedthetwoendsofthedownwardreevedrope;andattachingonetohisbasketprepared,pinfortheotherend,inordertofastenitattherail.Thisdone,withthatendyetinhishandandstandingbesidethepin,helookedrounduponhiscrew,sweepingfromonetotheother;pausinghisglancelonguponDaggoo,Queequeg,Tashtego;butshunningFedallah;andthensettlinghisfirmrelyingeyeuponthechiefmate,said"Taketherope,sirIgiveitintothyhands,Starbuck."

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