Ishmael and the Fetish

"I could not help it now. I rolled away from him against the wall and then conjured him, whoever or whatever he might be," says Ishmael of his encounter with Quequeg. "It was quite plain that he must be some of a bombenable savage ... Shipt a board of a whale man in the South Seas... A peddler of heads to perhaps the heads of his own brothers." He adds: "What's all this fuss I've been making about thought I to myself?"