I wish Melville had given a number other than 180, just to keep us guessing.
May 20, 2014
CHAPTER 64 Stubb's Supper
And now, as we eighteen men with our thirty-six arms, and one hundred and eighty thumbs and fingers, slowly toiled hour after hour upon that inert, sluggish corpse in the sea; and it seemed hardly to budge at all, except at long intervals; good evidence was hereby furnished of the enormousness of the mass we moved.
All Excerpts From
Melville, Herman. "Moby-Dick." Harlequin, 2009. iBooks.
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