1 He thinks he breathes it first; but not so.
2 I turned round from eyeing the bed, but he had disappeared.
3 Nothing but two dismal tallow candles, each in a winding sheet.
4 Ever and anon a bright, but, alas, deceptive idea would dart you through.
5 I don't know how it is, but people like to be private when they are sleeping.
6 I could not help it, but I began to feel suspicious of this "dark complexioned" harpooneer.
7 He was trying his hand at a ship under full sail, but he didn't make much headway, I thought.
8 At this hour of the night, of the last day of the week, that quarter of the town proved all but deserted.
9 For to go as a passenger you must needs have a purse, and a purse is but a rag unless you have something in it.
10 I now took the measure of the bench, and found that it was a foot too short; but that could be mended with a chair.
11 If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.
12 With other men, perhaps, such things would not have been inducements; but as for me, I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote.
13 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.
14 Whether that mattress was stuffed with corn-cobs or broken crockery, there is no telling, but I rolled about a good deal, and could not sleep for a long time.
15 I can compare it to nothing but a large door mat, ornamented at the edges with little tinkling tags something like the stained porcupine quills round an Indian moccasin.
16 I then glanced round the room; and besides the bedstead and centre table, could see no other furniture belonging to the place, but a rude shelf, the four walls, and a papered fireboard representing a man striking a whale.
17 But beginning to feel very cold now, half undressed as I was, and remembering what the landlord said about the harpooneer's not coming home at all that night, it being so very late, I made no more ado, but jumped out of my pantaloons and boots, and then blowing out the light tumbled into bed, and commended myself to the care of heaven.
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