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Going above, he renewed in various quarters his\r\noffers of intimacy with the fresh men there assembled; but was\r\nsuccessively repulsed as before. At length, just as day was breaking,\r\nan irascible fellow whose stubborn opposition our adventurer had long\r\nin vain sought to conciliate—this man suddenly perceiving, by the gray\r\nmorning light, that Israel had somehow an alien sort of general look,\r\nvery savagely pressed him for explicit information as to who he might\r\nbe. The answers increased his suspicion. Others began to surround the\r\ntwo. Presently, quite a circle was formed. Sailors from distant parts\r\nof the ship drew near. One, and then another, and another, declared\r\nthat they, in their quarters, too, had been molested by a vagabond\r\nclaiming fraternity, and seeking to palm himself off upon decent\r\nsociety. In vain Israel protested. The truth, like the day, dawned\r\nclearer and clearer. More and more closely he was scanned. At length\r\nthe hour for having all hands on deck arrived; when the other watch\r\nwhich Israel had first tried, reascending to the deck, and hearing the\r\nmatter in discussion, they endorsed the charge of molestation and\r\nattempted imposture through the night, on the part of some person\r\nunknown, but who, likely enough, was the strange man now before them.\r\nIn the end, the master-at-arms appeared with his bamboo, who, summarily\r\ncollaring poor Israel, led him as a mysterious culprit to the officer\r\nof the deck, which gentleman having heard the charge, examined him in\r\ngreat perplexity, and, saying that he did not at all recognize that\r\ncountenance, requested the junior officers to contribute their\r\nscrutiny. But those officers were equally at fault.\r\n\r\n“Who the deuce _are_ you?” at last said the officer-of-the-deck, in\r\nadded bewilderment. “Where did you come from? What’s your business?\r\nWhere are you stationed? What’s your name? Who are you, any way? How\r\ndid you get here? and where are you going?”\r\n\r\n“Sir,” replied Israel very humbly, “I am going to my regular duty, if\r\nyou will but let me. I belong to the maintop, and ought to be now\r\nengaged in preparing the topgallant stu’n’-sail for hoisting.”\r\n\r\n“Belong to the maintop? Why, these men here say you have been trying to\r\nbelong to the foretop, and the mizzentop, and the forecastle, and the\r\nhold, and the waist, and every other part of the ship. This is\r\nextraordinary,” he added, turning upon the junior officers.\r\n\r\n“He must be out of his mind,” replied one of them, the sailing-master.\r\n\r\n“Out of his mind?” rejoined the officer-of-the-deck. “He’s out of all\r\nreason; out of all men’s knowledge and memories! Why, no one knows him;\r\nno one has ever seen him before; no imagination, in the wildest flight\r\nof a morbid nightmare, has ever so much as dreamed of him. Who _are_\r\nyou?” he again added, fierce with amazement. “What’s your name? Are you\r\ndown in the ship’s books, or at all in the records of nature?”\r\n\r\n“My name, sir, is Peter Perkins,” said Israel, thinking it most prudent\r\nto conceal his real appellation.\r\n\r\n“Certainly, I never heard that name before. Pray, see if Peter Perkins\r\nis down on the quarter-bills,” he added to a midshipman. “Quick, bring\r\nthe book here.”\r\n\r\nHaving received it, he ran his fingers along the columns, and dashing\r\ndown the book, declared that no such name was there.\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 5"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AJJRQA5EDSW298W4T2SYR","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1DKC9HHJRKY25JZBEXW","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AKMXAFB0A8NRP5SGKKVRS","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"prev"},{"peer":"01KG8AKNJVW0V78BWS5RDQXEWV","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:11.178Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:48:17.886Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}