Ahab: This is your holy ground—you shall be a pilgrim searching and searching for this place forever, and you shall never suspect that you carry this holy place with you wherever you go. I have, in my possession, dirt from the earth of the city of Mecca, dirt from the earth of the city of Rome, and dirt from the earth of the city of Jerusalem. The last I got from a woman’s potted tomato plant—she made me a dish with tomatoes from her plant, and I could not help but ask her for a few grains of soil from which those delicious tomatoes drew their life. I believe I have them in my cabin here, let me . . .