"His heart has gone down the river.

But it'll be comin' back.

It 'minds me o' the fust time I throwed a harpoon into a sperm whale.

He went off like a bullet an' sounded an' took my harpoon an' a lot o' good rope with him an' got away with it.

Fer days I couldn't think o' nothin' but that 'ere whale.