Moby Dick

[Old Thunder]

To be sure they all sleep together in one apartment, but you have your own hammock, and cover yourself with your own blanket, and sleep in your own skin.

 

[Old Thunder]

The more I pondered over this harpooner, the more I abominated the thought of sleeping with him.

 

[Old Thunder]

It was fair to presume that being a harpooner, his linen or woollen, as the case might be, would not be of the tidiest, certainly none of the finest.

 

[Old Thunder]

I began to twitch all over.

 

[Old Thunder]

Besides, it was getting late, and my decent harpooner ought to be home and going bedwards.

 

[Old Thunder]

Suppose now, he should tumble in upon me at midnight -- how could I tell from what vile hole he had been coming?

 

[Old Thunder]

"Landlord! I've changed my mind about that harpooner. -- I shan't sleep with him. I'll try the bench here."

 

[Old Thunder]

"Just as you please; I'm sorry I can't spare ye a tablecloth for a mattress, and it's a plaguy rough board here" -- feeling of the knots and notches.

 

[Old Thunder]

"But wait a bit, Skrimshander; I've got a carpenter's plane there in the bar -- wait, I say, and I'll make ye snug enough."

 

[Old Thunder]

So saying he procured the plane; and with his old silk handkerchief first dusting the bench, vigorously set to planing away at my bed, the while grinning like an ape.