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"He say," said I, "that you came near kill-e that man there," pointing to the still shivering greenhorn.
 

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"Kill-e," cried Queequeg, twisted his tattooed face into an unearthly expression of disdain, "ah! him bevy small-e fish-e; Queequeg no kill-e so small-e fish-e; Queequeg kill-e big whale!"
 

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"Look you," roared the Captain, "I'll kill-e you, you cannibal, if you try any more of your tricks aboard here; so mind your eye."
 

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But it so happened just then, that it was high time for the Captain to mind his own eye.
 

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The prodigious strain upon the mainsail had parted the weather-sheet, and the tremendous boom was now flying from side to side, completely sweeping the entire afterpart of the deck.
 

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The poor fellow whom Queequeg had handled so roughly, was swept overboard; all hands were in a panic; and to attempt snatching at the boom to stay it, seemed madness.
 

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It flew from right to left, and back again, almost in one ticking of a watch, and every instant seemed on the point of snapping into splinters.
 

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Nothing was done, and nothing seemed capable of being done; those on deck rushed towards the bows, and stood eyeing the boom as if it were the lower jaw of an exasperated whale.
 

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In the midst of this consternation, Queequeg dropped deftly to his kees, and crawling under the path of the boom, whipped hold of a rope, secured one end to the bulwarks, and then flinging the other like a lasso, caught it round the boom as it swept over his head, and at the next jerk, the spar was that way trapped, and all was safe.
 

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The schooner was run into the wind, and while the hands were clearing away the stern boat, Queequeg, stripped to his waist, darted from the side with a long living arc of a leap.
 
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