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Far away In the offing a whale sent up an enor
mous jet, a sea-gull screamed wildly above their
heads.
“ Going to say anything1 about this?’* said Job
at last,
“ What would be the use?” said Master Torrey,
sharply. “ Half of them would not believe you;
and who wants to set all the fools in the place
chattering?”
*i Not I j I'm not over*fond of answering ques
tions. Td rather ask 'em ," said Job. “ Do you
know, putting this and that together, and the
story of the queer fish that hung round the ship.
I ’ve got a notion that poor fishy thing fell in love
with that figger-head of ourn? You couldn’t ex
pect such a critter as he was to have more sense
than a landsman, and I expect the log fell on him
when the brig went to pieces and killed him ,"
“ So much the better for him if he had given
his soul to a wooden image," said Master Torrey,
bitterly. “ Good-night;” and he left Job and
walked slowly back to his handsome new house.
Job looked after him wistfully. Just then old
Ichabod came up and saluted the wood-carver.

