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THE WHITE WHALE 
Cold, cold — I sliiver ! — How now? Aloft there! D’ye see him? 
Sing out for every spout, though he spout ten times a second !” 
The day was nearly done; only the hem of his golden robe was 
rustling. Soon, it was almost dark, but the look-out men still re- 
mained unset. 
“Can’t see the spout now, sir; — too dark” — cried a voice from the 
air. 
“How heading when last seen ?” 
“As before, sir — straight to leeward.” 
“Good! he will travel slower now ’tis night. Down royals and 
top-gallant stunsails, Mr. Starbuck. We must not run over him be- 
fore morning; he’s making a passage now, and may heave-to a while. 
Helm there! keep her full before the wind! — Aloft! come down! — 
Mr. Stubb, send a fresh hand to the foremost head, and see it manned 
till morning.” — Then advancing towards the doubloon in the mainmast 
— “Men, this gold is mine, for I earned it ; but I shall let it abide here 
till the White Whale is dead; and then, whosoever of ye first raises 
him, upon the day he shall be killed, this gold is that man’s ; and if 
on that day I shall again raise him, then, ten times its sum shall be 
divided among all of ye ! Away now ! — the deck is thine, sir.” 
And so saying, he placed himself half-way within the scuttle, and 
slouching his hat, stood there till dawn, except when at intervals rous- 
ing himself to see how the night wore on. 
CHAPTER CXXXIII 
THE CHASE SECOND DAY 
At daybreak, the three mastheads were punctually manned afresh. 
“D’ye see him?” cried Ahab after allowing a little space for the 
light to spread. 
“See nothing, sir.” 
“Turn up all hands and make sail ! he travels faster than I thought 
for . — the top-gallant sails!— aye, they should have been kept on her 
all night. But no matter— ’tis but resting for the rush.” 
Here be it said, that this pertinacious pursuit of one particular 
