Chapter 19: The Prophet

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌⁠“Shipmates, have ye shipped in that ship?”

Queequeg and I had just left the Pequod, and were sauntering away from the water, for the moment each occupied with his own thoughts, when the above words were put to us by a stranger, who, pausing before us, levelled his massive forefinger at the vessel in question. He was but shabbily apparelled in faded jacket and patched trowsers; a rag of a black hand