The Squid and the Sperm Whale

The next day was exceeding still and sultry. With nothing special to engage them, the pequod's crew could hardly resist the spell of sleep induced by such a vacant sea. But lo close, under our lee, not forty fathoms off, a gigantic sperm whale lay rolling in the water like the capsized hull of a frigate. And ever and anon, tranquilly spouting his vapory jet, the whale looked like a portly burgher smoking his pipe of a warm afternoon. The apparition of the squid was a thing of portance to queequeg. It was quite a different object when you see him, squid, said the savage