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“ Upon my soul , he’s been studying Murray’s Grammar ! Improving his mind , poor fellow ! But what’s that he says now — hist ! ” “ I look , you look , he looks ; we look , ye look , they look . ” “ Why , he’s getting it by heart — hist ! again . ” “ I look , you look , he looks ; we look , ye look , they look . ” “ Well , that’s funny . ” “ And I , you , and he ; and we , ye , and they , are all bats ; and I’m a crow , especially when I stand a’top of this pine tree here . Caw ! caw ! caw ! caw ! caw ! caw ! Ain’t I a crow ? And where’s the scare - crow ? There he stands ; two bones stuck into a pair of old trowsers , and two more poked into the sleeves of an old jacket . ” “ Wonder if he means me ? — complimentary ! — poor lad ! — I could go hang myself . Any way , for the present , I’ll quit Pip’s vicinity . I can stand the rest , for they have plain wits ; but he’s too crazy - witty for my sanity . So , so , I leave him muttering . ” “ Here’s the ship’s navel , this doubloon here , and they are all on fire to unscrew it . But , unscrew your navel , and what’s the consequence ? Then again , if it stays here , that is ugly , too , for when aught’s nailed to the mast it’s a sign that things grow desperate . Ha , ha ! old Ahab ! the White Whale ; he’ll nail ye ! This is a pine tree . My father , in old Tolland county , cut down a pine tree once , and found a silver ring grown over in it ; some old darkey’s wedding ring . How did it get there ? And so they’ll say in the resurrection , when they come to fish up this old mast , and find a doubloon lodged in it , with bedded oysters for the shaggy bark . Oh , the gold ! the precious , precious , gold ! the green miser’ll hoard ye soon ! Hish ! hish ! God goes ’ mong the worlds blackberrying . Cook ! ho , cook ! and cook us ! Jenny ! hey , hey , hey , hey , hey , Jenny , Jenny ! and get your hoe - cake done ! ” CHAPTER 100 . Leg and Arm . The Pequod , of Nantucket , Meets the Samuel Enderby , of London . “ Ship , ahoy ! Hast seen the White Whale ? ” So cried Ahab , once more hailing a ship showing English colours , bearing down under the stern . Trumpet to mouth , the old man was standing in his hoisted quarter - boat , his ivory leg plainly revealed to the stranger captain , who was carelessly reclining in his own boat’s bow . He was a darkly - tanned , burly , good - natured , fine - looking man , of sixty or thereabouts , dressed in a spacious roundabout , that hung round him in festoons of blue pilot - cloth ; and one empty arm of this jacket streamed behind him like the broidered arm of a hussar’s surcoat . “ Hast seen the White Whale ? ” “ See you this ? ” and withdrawing it from the folds that had hidden it , he held up a white arm of sperm whale bone , terminating in a wooden head like a mallet . “ Man my boat ! ” cried Ahab , impetuously , and tossing about the oars near him — “ Stand by to lower ! ”
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