Mardi: and A Voyage Thither, Vol. I (of 2) by Herman Melville
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me like my uncle.
But to all this I turned a deaf ear; affirming that my mind was made up; and that as he refused to accompany me, and I fancied no one else for a comrade, I would go stark alone rather than not at all. Upon this, seeing my resolution immovable, he bluntly swore that he would follow me through thick and thin. Thanks, Jarl! thou wert one of those devoted fellows who will wrestle hard to convince one loved of error; but failing, forthwith change their wrestling to a sympathetic hug. But now his elderly prudence came into play. Casting his eye over the boundless expanse below, he inquired how far off were the islands in question. "A thousand miles and no less." "With a fair trade breeze, then, and a boat sail, that is a good twelve days' passage, but calms and currents may make it a month, perhaps more." So saying, he shook his old head, and his yellow hair streamed. But trying my best to chase away these misgivings, he at last gave them over. He assured me I might count upon him to his uttermost keel. My Viking secured, I felt more at ease; and thoughtfully considered how the enterprise might best be accomplished. |
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