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chapter-004		chapter-004			.txt	text/plain	1449	77	82	of old Manhatto, I duly arrived in New Bedford. little packet for Nantucket had already sailed, and that no way of very dubious-looking, nay, a very dark and dismal night, bitingly cold Crossed Harpoons"--but it looked too expensive and jolly there. on, from the bright red windows of the "Sword-Fish Inn," there came ice from before the house, for everywhere else the congealed frost lay moment to watch the broad glare in the street, and hear the sounds of Moving on, I at last came to a dim sort of light not far from the As the light looked so dim, and little wooden house itself looked as if it might have been carted here It was a queer sort of place--a gable-ended old house, one side palsied mind--old black-letter, thou reasonest well. says old Dives, in his red silken feet, and see what sort of a place this "Spouter" may be.	./cache/chapter-004.txt	./txt/chapter-004.txt