This represents the devil himself, clad in black, but strangely crowning his blackness was a glistening, white-braided turban made of his living hair, coiled round and round upon his head. And four whaleboats dropped from the Pequod's davits, and four boat's crews leaped like mountain goats from the ship's railing into the tossing boats far below. I knew it all before now. They are stowaways , Mr. Flask. Never mind the yellow boys.
Devils are good fellows enough.
Smuggled on board, somehow, before the ship sailed. Duty and Profit, and that's what ye came for. As for Ahab , his words are unmentionable. Queequeg, harpoon in hand, stands up, and darts the iron into the hump of the nearest whale. The next thing they know, the whale upsets Starbuck's boat and swamps it.