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chapter-066		chapter-066			.txt	text/plain	3067	182	88	Stubb's whale had been killed some distance from the ship. reliable hold which the ship has upon the whale when moored alongside, "Cook," said Stubb, rapidly lifting a rather reddish morsel to his that to be good, a whale-steak must be tough? "Cook," cried Stubb, collaring him, "I wont have that swearing. "Well done, old Fleece!" cried Stubb, "that's Christianity; go on." "Now, cook," said Stubb, resuming his supper at the capstan; "Stand and don't know yet how to cook a whale-steak?" rapidly bolting another "Come back, cook;--here, hand me those tongs;--now take that bit of steak "Cook," said Stubb, squaring himself once more; "do you belong to the Drop your tongs, cook, and hear my orders. "All 'dention," said the old black, with both hands placed as desired, "Well then, cook; you see this whale-steak of yours was so very bad, Well, for the future, when you cook another whale-steak for	./cache/chapter-066.txt	./txt/chapter-066.txt