{"id":"01KG8AP76HB7BMZZ4BZ8H5GD4D","cid":"bafkreic4z4hjbptikbszbgp5vhnrqhzr7cpp6jflaixbdc455tvnwpjkku","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":4258,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:49:30.765Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 60","source_file":"01KG89J198KE6FY8WPVJQQRCZ6","start_line":4194,"text":"“All right again before long!” laughed the stranger, with a solemnly\r\nderisive sort of laugh. “Look ye; when Captain Ahab is all right, then\r\nthis left arm of mine will be all right; not before.”\r\n\r\n“What do you know about him?”\r\n\r\n“What did they _tell_ you about him? Say that!”\r\n\r\n“They didn’t tell much of anything about him; only I’ve heard that he’s\r\na good whale-hunter, and a good captain to his crew.”\r\n\r\n“That’s true, that’s true—yes, both true enough. But you must jump when\r\nhe gives an order. Step and growl; growl and go—that’s the word with\r\nCaptain Ahab. But nothing about that thing that happened to him off\r\nCape Horn, long ago, when he lay like dead for three days and nights;\r\nnothing about that deadly skrimmage with the Spaniard afore the altar\r\nin Santa?—heard nothing about that, eh? Nothing about the silver\r\ncalabash he spat into? And nothing about his losing his leg last\r\nvoyage, according to the prophecy. Didn’t ye hear a word about them\r\nmatters and something more, eh? No, I don’t think ye did; how could ye?\r\nWho knows it? Not all Nantucket, I guess. But hows’ever, mayhap, ye’ve\r\nheard tell about the leg, and how he lost it; aye, ye have heard of\r\nthat, I dare say. Oh yes, _that_ every one knows a’most—I mean they\r\nknow he’s only one leg; and that a parmacetti took the other off.”\r\n\r\n“My friend,” said I, “what all this gibberish of yours is about, I\r\ndon’t know, and I don’t much care; for it seems to me that you must be\r\na little damaged in the head. But if you are speaking of Captain Ahab,\r\nof that ship there, the Pequod, then let me tell you, that I know all\r\nabout the loss of his leg.”\r\n\r\n“_All_ about it, eh—sure you do?—all?”\r\n\r\n“Pretty sure.”\r\n\r\nWith finger pointed and eye levelled at the Pequod, the beggar-like\r\nstranger stood a moment, as if in a troubled reverie; then starting a\r\nlittle, turned and said:—“Ye’ve shipped, have ye? Names down on the\r\npapers? Well, well, what’s signed, is signed; and what’s to be, will\r\nbe; and then again, perhaps it won’t be, after all. Anyhow, it’s all\r\nfixed and arranged a’ready; and some sailors or other must go with him,\r\nI suppose; as well these as any other men, God pity ’em! Morning to ye,\r\nshipmates, morning; the ineffable heavens bless ye; I’m sorry I stopped\r\nye.”\r\n\r\n“Look here, friend,” said I, “if you have anything important to tell\r\nus, out with it; but if you are only trying to bamboozle us, you are\r\nmistaken in your game; that’s all I have to say.”\r\n\r\n“And it’s said very well, and I like to hear a chap talk up that way;\r\nyou are just the man for him—the likes of ye. Morning to ye, shipmates,\r\nmorning! Oh! when ye get there, tell ’em I’ve concluded not to make one\r\nof ’em.”\r\n\r\n“Ah, my dear fellow, you can’t fool us that way—you can’t fool us. It\r\nis the easiest thing in the world for a man to look as if he had a\r\ngreat secret in him.”\r\n\r\n“Morning to ye, shipmates, morning.”\r\n\r\n“Morning it is,” said I. “Come along, Queequeg, let’s leave this crazy\r\nman. But stop, tell me your name, will you?”\r\n\r\n“Elijah.”\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 60"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AK7FP6P1V67V3ATJHHZ83","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J198KE6FY8WPVJQQRCZ6","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AP769CS53BZKSVT1VPC1D","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"prev"},{"peer":"01KG8AP76F6PPRD99B8HE7WN07","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:49:35.441Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:49:42.075Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}