Moby Dick by Herman Melville Chapter 3 Page 40

instant, and then holding it to the light, with his mouth at the handle, he puffed out great clouds of tobacco smoke. The next moment the light was extinguished, and this wild cannibal, tomahawk between his teeth, sprang into bed with me. I sang out, I could not help it now; and giving a sudden grunt of astonishment he began feeling me.

Stammering out something, I knew not what, I rolled away from him against the wall, and then conjured him, whoever or whatever he might be, to keep quiet, and let me get up and light the lamp again.

But his guttural responses satisfied me at once that he but ill comprehended my meaning.

“Who-e debel you?” — he at last said — “you no speak-e, dam-me, I kill-e.” And so saying the lighted