"Hear him, hear him now," cried Peleg, marching across the cabin, anhrusting his hands far down into his pockets,--"hear him, all of yehink of that! When every moment we thought the ship would sinkeath and the Judgment then? What? With all three masts making such averlasting thundering against the side; and every sea breaking over usore and aft. Think of Death and the Judgment then? No! no time to thinbout Death then. Life was what Captain Ahab and I was thinking ofnd how to save all hands--how to rig jury-masts--how to get into thearest port; that was what I was thinking of."

Bildad said no more, but buttoning up his coat, stalked on deckhere we followed him. There he stood, very quietly overlooking somailmakers who were mending a top-sail in the waist. Now and thee stooped to pick up a patch, or save an end of tarred twine, whictherwise might have been wasted.