Starbuck, Thou Quee Queg, Stand Up Nimbly!

Starbuck was seen coolly balancing himself to the jerking tossings of his chip of craft and silently eyeing the vast blue eye of the sea not very far distant. Flask's boat was also lying breathlessly still, its commander recklessly standing upon the top of the logger head which is used for catching turns with the whale line. The whales had irregularly settled bodily down into the blue, thus giving no distantly discernible token of the movement. Though from his closer vicinity, ahab had observed it.