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In fact, tell him from me he’s a\r\nbaboon.”\r\n\r\n“He vows and declares, Monsieur, that the other whale, the dried one,\r\nis far more deadly than the blasted one; in fine, Monsieur, he conjures\r\nus, as we value our lives, to cut loose from these fish.”\r\n\r\nInstantly the captain ran forward, and in a loud voice commanded his\r\ncrew to desist from hoisting the cutting-tackles, and at once cast\r\nloose the cables and chains confining the whales to the ship.\r\n\r\n“What now?” said the Guernsey-man, when the Captain had returned to\r\nthem.\r\n\r\n“Why, let me see; yes, you may as well tell him now that—that—in fact,\r\ntell him I’ve diddled him, and (aside to himself) perhaps somebody\r\nelse.”\r\n\r\n“He says, Monsieur, that he’s very happy to have been of any service to\r\nus.”\r\n\r\nHearing this, the captain vowed that they were the grateful parties\r\n(meaning himself and mate) and concluded by inviting Stubb down into\r\nhis cabin to drink a bottle of Bordeaux.\r\n\r\n“He wants you to take a glass of wine with him,” said the interpreter.\r\n\r\n“Thank him heartily; but tell him it’s against my principles to drink\r\nwith the man I’ve diddled. In fact, tell him I must go.”\r\n\r\n“He says, Monsieur, that his principles won’t admit of his drinking;\r\nbut that if Monsieur wants to live another day to drink, then Monsieur\r\nhad best drop all four boats, and pull the ship away from these whales,\r\nfor it’s so calm they won’t drift.”\r\n\r\nBy this time Stubb was over the side, and getting into his boat, hailed\r\nthe Guernsey-man to this effect,—that having a long tow-line in his\r\nboat, he would do what he could to help them, by pulling out the\r\nlighter whale of the two from the ship’s side. While the Frenchman’s\r\nboats, then, were engaged in towing the ship one way, Stubb\r\nbenevolently towed away at his whale the other way, ostentatiously\r\nslacking out a most unusually long tow-line.\r\n\r\nPresently a breeze sprang up; Stubb feigned to cast off from the whale;\r\nhoisting his boats, the Frenchman soon increased his distance, while\r\nthe Pequod slid in between him and Stubb’s whale. Whereupon Stubb\r\nquickly pulled to the floating body, and hailing the Pequod to give\r\nnotice of his intentions, at once proceeded to reap the fruit of his\r\nunrighteous cunning. Seizing his sharp boat-spade, he commenced an\r\nexcavation in the body, a little behind the side fin. You would almost\r\nhave thought he was digging a cellar there in the sea; and when at\r\nlength his spade struck against the gaunt ribs, it was like turning up\r\nold Roman tiles and pottery buried in fat English loam. His boat’s crew\r\nwere all in high excitement, eagerly helping their chief, and looking\r\nas anxious as gold-hunters.\r\n\r\nAnd all the time numberless fowls were diving, and ducking, and\r\nscreaming, and yelling, and fighting around them. Stubb was beginning\r\nto look disappointed, especially as the horrible nosegay increased,\r\nwhen suddenly from out the very heart of this plague, there stole a\r\nfaint stream of perfume, which flowed through the tide of bad smells\r\nwithout being absorbed by it, as one river will flow into and then\r\nalong with another, without at all blending with it for a time.\r\n\r\n“I have it, I have it,” cried Stubb, with delight, striking something\r\nin the subterranean regions, “a purse! a purse!”\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 3"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KFNR84A4MFDTF9ZTN0749XH4","peer_label":"The Pequod Meets The Rose-Bud","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KFNR84A4MFDTF9ZTN0749XH4","peer_label":"The Pequod Meets The Rose-Bud","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"partOf"},{"peer":"01KFNR81RMVAX2BBMMBW51V97D","peer_label":"Moby Dick; Or, The Whale","peer_type":"novel","predicate":"partOf"},{"peer":"01KFNR0H0Q791Y1SMZWEQ09FGV","peer_label":"Moby Dick","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KFNR89M851HFQDJ3XQ7RNNFA","peer_label":"Chunk 4","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"},{"peer":"01KFNR89N80TABZ74PJFVQGRKC","peer_label":"Chunk 2","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"prev"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-23T15:41:05.204Z","ts":"2026-01-23T15:41:17.615Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}