[Moby Dick; or The Whale by Herman Melville]@TWC D-Link bookMoby Dick; or The Whale CHAPTER 15 5/5
There was a fishy flavor to the milk, too, which I could not at all account for, till one morning happening to take a stroll along the beach among some fishermen's boats, I saw Hosea's brindled cow feeding on fish remnants, and marching along the sand with each foot in a cod's decapitated head, looking very slip-shod, I assure ye. Supper concluded, we received a lamp, and directions from Mrs.Hussey concerning the nearest way to bed; but, as Queequeg was about to precede me up the stairs, the lady reached forth her arm, and demanded his harpoon; she allowed no harpoon in her chambers.
"Why not ?" said I; "every true whaleman sleeps with his harpoon--but why not ?" "Because it's dangerous," says she.
"Ever since young Stiggs coming from that unfort'nt v'y'ge of his, when he was gone four years and a half, with only three barrels of _ile_, was found dead in my first floor back, with his harpoon in his side; ever since then I allow no boarders to take sich dangerous weepons in their rooms at night.
So, Mr.Queequeg" (for she had learned his name), "I will just take this here iron, and keep it for you till morning.
But the chowder; clam or cod to-morrow for breakfast, men ?" "Both," says I; "and let's have a couple of smoked herring by way of variety.".
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