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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
tomahawk
began
flourishing
about
me
in
the
dark
.
"
Landlord
,
for
God
's
sake
,
Peter
Coffin
!
"
shouted
I.
"
Landlord
!
Watch
!
Coffin
!
Angels
!
save
me
!
"
"
Speak-e
!
tell-ee
me
who-ee
be
,
or
dam-me
,
I
kill-e
!
"
again
growled
the
cannibal
,
while
his
horrid
flourishings
of
the
tomahawk
scattered
the
hot
tobacco
ashes
about
me
till
I
thought
my
linen
would
get
on
fire
.
But
thank
heaven
,
at
that
moment
the
landlord
came
into
the
room
light
in
hand
,
and
leaping
from
the
bed
I
ran
up
to
him
.
"
Do
n't
be
afraid
now
,
"
said
he
,
grinning
again
,
"
Queequeg
here
would
n't
harm
a
hair
of
your
head
.
"
"
Stop
your
grinning
,
"
shouted
I
,
"
and
why
did
n't
you
tell
me
that
that
infernal
harpooneer
was
a
cannibal
?
"
"
I
thought
ye
know
'd
it
;
--
did
n't
I
tell
ye
,
he
was
a
peddlin
'
heads
around
town
?
--
but
turn
flukes
again
and
go
to
sleep
.
Queequeg
,
look
here
--
you
sabbee
me
,
I
sabbee
--
you
this
man
sleepe
you
--
you
sabbee
?
"
"
Me
sabbee
plenty
"
--
grunted
Queequeg
,
puffing
away
at
his
pipe
and
sitting
up
in
bed
.
"
You
gettee
in
,
"
he
added
,
motioning
to
me
with
his
tomahawk
,
and
throwing
the
clothes
to
one
side
.
He
really
did
this
in
not
only
a
civil
but
a
really
kind
and
charitable
way
.
I
stood
looking
at
him
a
moment
.
For
all
his
tattooings
he
was
on
the
whole
a
clean
,
comely
looking
cannibal
.
What
's
all
this
fuss
I
have
been
making
about
,
thought
I
to
myself
--
the
man
's
a
human
being
just
as
I
am
:
he
has
just
as
much
reason
to
fear
me
,
as
I
have
to
be
afraid
of
him
.
Better
sleep
with
a
sober
cannibal
than
a
drunken
Christian
.
