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This has been a long and grueling chapter.
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[Big splash page of the whale rearing up out of the waves entangled in whale line, tail sweeping through the water. It bleeds from its wound, and spouts blood up into the darkening sky. The whaleboat rushes to get out of the way of the whale, Ezra taking up an oar and shouting at the crew.]
WILLIAMS:
Chimney's afire!
EZRA:
Stern all! Mind his flurry!
WILLIAMS:
Chimney's afire!
EZRA:
Stern all! Mind his flurry!
If I remember correctly, that was what they looked for as a sign of a good lance hit “blowing the black blood” ?