Herman Melville

“ Indeed, plucking up a heart, with the dawn of the day my Viking looked bold as a lion; and soon, with the instinct of an old seaman cast his eyes up aloft.
Directly, he touched my arm,—"Look: what stirs in the main-top?" ”

“ I asked; while Jarl, thus far covering the stranger with his weapon, now dropped it to the deck.
"Look there:—Annatoo!" was his reply in broken English, pointing aloft to the fore-top. And lo! a woman, also an Islander ”