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Queen Mab.
Next morning Stubb accosted Flask.
"Such a queer dream, King-Post, I never had.

You know the old man's ivory leg, well I dreamed he kicked me with it; and when I tried to kick back, upon my soul, my little man, I kicked my leg right off! And then, presto! Ahab seemed a pyramid, and I, like a blazing fool, kept kicking at it.

But what was still more curious, Flask--you know how curious all dreams are--through all this rage that I was in, I somehow seemed to be thinking to myself, that after all, it was not much of an insult, that kick from Ahab.

'Why,' thinks I, 'what's the row?
It's not a real leg, only a false leg.' And there's a mighty difference between a living thump and a dead thump.