" Your hat, your hat, sir! " suddenly cried the Sicilian seaman, who being posted at the mizen-mast-head, stood directly behind Ahab, though somewhat lower than his level, and with a deep gulf of air dividing them.
“你的帽子,你的帽子,先生!”那个西西里水手突
叫了起来,他正
后桅顶上值班,正好站
亚哈后面,只是位置比亚哈低了一些,还隔着一道天空的深渊。