Моби Дик

The Sermon

           Heringseverycointofindacounterfeit.Notaforger,anyway,hemutters;andJonahisputdownforhispassage.‘Pointoutmystate-room,Sir,’saysJonahnow,‘I’mtravel-weary;Ineedsleep.‘Thoulookestlikeit,’saystheCaptain,‘there’sthyroom.Jonahenters,andwouldlockthedoor,butthelockcontainsnokey.Hearinghimfoolishlyfumblingthere,theCaptainlaughslowlytohimself,andmutterssomethingaboutthedoorsofconvicts’cellsbeingneverallowedtobelockedwithin.Alldressedanddustyasheis,Jonahthrowshimselfintohisberth,andfindsthelittlestate-roomceilingalmostrestingonhisforehead.Theairisclose,andJonahgasps.Then,inthatcontractedhole,sunk,too,beneaththeship’swater-line,Jonahfeelstheheraldingpresentimentofthatstiflinghour,whenthewhaleshallholdhiminthesmallestofhisbowels’wards.

           "Screwedatitsaxisagainsttheside,aswinginglampslightlyoscillatesinJonah’sroom;andtheship,heelingovertowardsthewharfwiththeweightofthelastbalesreceived,thelamp,flameandall,thoughinslightmotion,stillmaintainsapermanentobliquitywithreferencetotheroom;though,intruth,infalliblystraightitself,itbutmadeobviousthefalse,lyinglevelsamongwhichithung.ThelampalarmsandfrightensJonah;aslyinginhisberthhistormentedeyesrollroundtheplace,andthisthusfarsuccessfulfugitivefindsnorefugeforhisrestlessglance.Butthatcontradictioninthelampmoreandmoreappalshim.Thefloor,theceiling,andtheside,areallawry.‘Oh!somyconsciencehangsinme!’hegroans,‘straightupwards,soitburns;butthechambersofmysoulareallincrookedness!’

           "Likeonewhoafteranightofdrunkenrevelryhiestohisbed,stillreeling,butwithconscienceyetprickinghim,astheplungingsoftheRomanrace-horsebutsomuchthemorestrikehissteeltagsintohim;

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