Herman Melville: Moby Dick

CHAPTER 3: The Spouter-Inn. (continued)

This being told to Queequeg, he at once complied, and again politely motioned me to get into bed--rolling over to one side as much as to say--I won't touch a leg of ye."

"Good night, landlord," said I, "you may go."

I turned in, and never slept better in my life.