Ahab spends less and less time in his cabin. “It feels like going down into one’s tomb,” he is heard to mutter. His nightly pacing on deck, his whale-jaw leg thumping, disturbs some of the crew below. When Stubb humorously asks the captain if the noise might be muffled, Ahab calls the second mate a dog and ten times a donkey, dismissing him. Ahab finds no comfort in a smoke and hurls his lighted pipe into the sea. Stubb has a disturbing dream.
