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chapter-051		chapter-051			.txt	text/plain	848	26	65	Queequeg, said I, when they had dragged me, the last man, to the deck, and I was still shaking myself in my jacket to fling off the water; Queequeg, my fine friend, does this sort of thing often happen? Without much emotion, though soaked through just like me, he gave me to understand that such things did often happen.	cache/chapter-051.txt	txt/chapter-051.txt