THAT GREAT LEVIATHAN. 33 



The captain, while the pilot remains in the ship, 

 is a mere inactive looker-on, a person of no more 

 consequence than a passenger or a spare figure- 

 head. 



" Mr. Mate, are you all ready ? " 



" All ready, sir ? " 



" Then heave ahead ! " 



" Aye, aye, sir. Man the windlass ! " 



Now comes the confusion, the hurrying and 

 blundering, invariably seen on board a ship when 

 she is getting under way with a crew made up 

 largely of green hands ; then an attempt on the 

 part of the officers to bring something like order 

 out of this hurly-burly ; and while at every turn 

 of the powerful windlass the chain cable rattles 

 heavily on deck, the Sivift walks steadily up to 

 her anchor as if impatient for the word to spread 

 her white wings and be away. 



" A-vast heaving," shouts the first officer. " A 

 short stay peak, sir ! " 



"Aye, aye," responds the pilot. 



"Let fall and sheet home top-s'ls and to'- 

 gal'n-s'ls ! " 



Away sprang half a dozen men aloft, and soon 

 the broad sheets of canvas are unfurled and hauled 

 home and the yards are mast-headed. 



Next a volley of incomprehensible orders : 



