“Be dumb, man! Stand by the braces! Hard down the helm!⁠—brace up! Shiver her!⁠—shiver her!⁠—So; well that! Boats, boats!”

Soon all the boats but Starbuck’s were dropped; all the boat-sails set⁠—all the paddles plying; with rippling swiftness, shooting to leeward; and Ahab heading the onset. A pale, death-glimmer lit up Fedallah’s sunken eyes; a hideous motion gnawed his mouth.