“Spin me the yarn,” said Ahab; “how was it?”

  • “I was ignorant of the White Whale at that time
  • Well, one day we lowered for a pod of four or five whales, and my boat fastened to one of them; a regular circus horse he was, too, that went milling and milling round so, that my boat’s crew could only trim dish, by sitting all their sterns on the outer gunwale
  • Presently up breaches from the bottom of the sea a bouncing great whale, with a milky-white head and hump, all crows’ feet and wrinkles
  • ” “It was he, it was he!” cried Ahab, suddenly letting out his suspended breath
  • “And harpoons sticking in near his starboard fin