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chapter-074		chapter-074			.txt	text/plain	1675	75	76	I have hinted that I would often jerk poor Queequeg from between the whale and the ship--where he would occasionally fall, from the incessant rolling and swaying of both. But poor Queequeg, I suppose, straining and gasping there with that great iron hook--poor Queequeg, I suppose, only prayed to his Yojo, and gave up his life into the hands of his gods.	cache/chapter-074.txt	txt/chapter-074.txt