{"id":"01KF7FPP0AJKSJYZ9FPERKTHZY","cid":"bafkreicqunfrt6b3v5sz5c23vpkx653rjyuw77fa3wkkwccqqip5xz5xra","type":"chapter","properties":{"end_line":19481,"extracted_at":"2026-01-18T02:42:16.579Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chapter 131","source_file":"01KESYVB66H8YEVTN88DWE9W8D","start_line":19454,"text":"may know to what tune this heart beats; look ye here; thus I blow out\r\nthe last fear!” And with one blast of his breath he extinguished the\r\nflame.\r\n\r\nAs in the hurricane that sweeps the plain, men fly the neighborhood of\r\nsome lone, gigantic elm, whose very height and strength but render it\r\nso much the more unsafe, because so much the more a mark for\r\nthunderbolts; so at those last words of Ahab’s many of the mariners did\r\nrun from him in a terror of dismay.\r\n\r\n\r\nCHAPTER 120. The Deck Towards the End of the First Night Watch.\r\n\r\n_Ahab standing by the helm. Starbuck approaching him._\r\n\r\n“We must send down the main-top-sail yard, sir. The band is working\r\nloose and the lee lift is half-stranded. Shall I strike it, sir?”\r\n\r\n“Strike nothing; lash it. If I had sky-sail poles, I’d sway them up\r\nnow.”\r\n\r\n“Sir!—in God’s name!—sir?”\r\n\r\n“Well.”\r\n\r\n“The anchors are working, sir. Shall I get them inboard?”\r\n\r\n“Strike nothing, and stir nothing, but lash everything. The wind rises,\r","title":"Chapter 131"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KF7FPKDT5SHSH1ZQV6ABHQCA","peer_label":"Moby Dick; Or, The Whale","peer_type":"book","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KF7FPKDT5SHSH1ZQV6ABHQCA","peer_label":"Moby Dick; Or, The Whale","peer_type":"book","predicate":"partOf"},{"peer":"01KESYJX0Z6XE0HWTS5N3SDG0B","peer_label":"The Classics","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"}],"ver":1,"created_at":"2026-01-18T02:42:17.467Z","ts":"2026-01-18T02:42:17.467Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KF7FCDA7SCSJ6A30TDPDSJQV"}}