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1In strange contrast to the hardly tolerable constraint and nameless invisible domineerings of the captain's table, was
2the entire care-free license and ease, the almost frantic democracy of those inferior fellows the harpooneers. While
3their masters, the mates, seemed afraid of the sound of the hinges of their own jaws, the harpooneers chewed their food
4with such a relish that there was a report to it. They dined like lords; they filled their bellies like Indian ships all
5day loading with spices. Such portentous appetites had Queequeg and Tashtego, that to fill out the vacancies made by the
6previous repast, often the pale Dough-Boy was fain to bring on a great baron of salt-junk, seemingly quarried out of the
7solid ox. And if he were not lively about it, if he did not go with a nimble hop-skip-and-jump, then Tashtego had an
8ungentlemanly way of accelerating him by darting a fork at his back, harpoon-wise. And once Daggoo, seized with a sudden
9humor, assisted Dough-Boy's memory by snatching him up bodily, and thrusting his head into a great empty wooden
10trencher, while Tashtego, knife in hand, began laying out the circle preliminary to scalping him. He was naturally a
11very nervous, shuddering sort of little fellow, this bread-faced steward; the progeny of a bankrupt baker and a hospital
12nurse. And what with the standing spectacle of the black terrific Ahab, and the periodical tumultuous visitations of
13these three savages, Dough-Boy's whole life was one continual lip-quiver. Commonly, after seeing the harpooneers
14furnished with all things they demanded, he would escape from their clutches into his little pantry adjoining, and
15fearfully peep out at them through the blinds of its door, till all was over. It was a sight to see Queequeg seated over
16against Tashtego, opposing his filed teeth to the Indian's: crosswise to them, Daggoo seated on the floor, for a bench
17would have brought his hearse-plumed head to the low carlines; at every motion of his colossal limbs, making the low
18cabin framework to shake, as when an African elephant goes passenger in a ship. But for all this, the great negro was
19wonderfully abstemious, not to say dainty. It seemed hardly possible that by such comparatively small mouthfuls he could
20keep up the vitality diffused through so broad, baronial, and superb a person. But, doubtless, this noble savage fed
21strong and drank deep of the abounding element of air; and through his dilated nostrils snuffed in the sublime life of
22the worlds. Not by beef or by bread, are giants made or nourished. But Queequeg, he had a mortal, barbaric smack of the
23lip in eating--an ugly sound enough--so much so, that the trembling Dough-Boy almost looked to see whether any marks of
24teeth lurked in his own lean arms. And when he would hear Tashtego singing out for him to produce himself, that his
25bones might be picked, the simple-witted steward all but shattered the crockery hanging round him in the pantry, by his
26sudden fits of the palsy. Nor did the whetstone which the harpooneers carried in their pockets, for their lances and
27other weapons; and with which whetstones, at dinner, they would ostentatiously sharpen their knives; that grating sound
28did not at all tend to tranquillize poor Dough-Boy. How could he forget that in his Island days, Queequeg, for one, must
29certainly have been guilty of some murderous, convivial indiscretions. Alas! Dough-Boy! hard fares the white waiter who
30waits upon cannibals. Not a napkin should he carry on his arm, but a buckler. In good time, though, to his great
31delight, the three salt-sea warriors would rise and depart; to his credulous, fable-mongering ears, all their martial
32bones jingling in them at every step, like Moorish scimetars in scabbards. But, though these barbarians dined in the
33cabin, and nominally lived there; still, being anything but sedentary in their habits, they were scarcely ever in it
34except at mealtimes, and just before sleeping-time, when they passed through it to their own peculiar quarters. In this
35one matter, Ahab seemed no exception to most American whale captains, who, as a set, rather incline to the opinion that
36by rights the ship's cabin belongs to them; and that it is by courtesy alone that anybody else is, at any time,
37permitted there. So that, in real truth, the mates and harpooneers of the Pequod might more properly be said to have
38lived out of the cabin than in it. For when they did enter it, it was something as a street-door enters a house; turning
39inwards for a moment, only to be turned out the next; and, as a permanent thing, residing in the open air. Nor did they
40lose much hereby; in the cabin was no companionship; socially, Ahab was inaccessible. Though nominally included in the
41census of Christendom, he was still an alien to it. He lived in the world, as the last of the Grisly Bears lived in
42settled Missouri. And as when Spring and Summer had departed, that wild Logan of the woods, burying himself in the
43hollow of a tree, lived out the winter there, sucking his own paws; so, in his inclement, howling old age, Ahab's soul,
44shut up in the caved trunk of his body, there fed upon the sullen paws of its gloom!
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