Thus they obtained air and proper ventilation without fear of lessening the safety of their cabin
But ere stepping into the cabin
doorway below, he pauses, ships a new face altogether, and, then, independent, hilarious little Flask enters King Ahab's presence, in the character of Abjectus, or the Slave.
"Fetch the cat, Jukes," said Hook; "it's in the cabin
In these cabin
homes I often found sewing-machines which had been bought, or were being bought, on instalments, frequently at a cost of as much as sixty dollars, or showy clocks for which the occupants of the cabins
had paid twelve or fourteen dollars.
"I am afraid, sir," he said, "that it is I who have just secured the last cabin
. If you care to share it with me, however, I shall be delighted.
Mugridge called an "'owlin' sou'-easter." At half-past five, under his directions, I set the table in the cabin
, with rough-weather trays in place, and then carried the tea and cooked food down from the galley.
Captain Ahab, said the reddening mate, moving further into the cabin
, with a daring so strangely respectful and cautious that it almost seemed not only every way seeking to avoid the slightest outward manifestation of itself, but within also seemed more than half distrustful of itself; A better man than I might well pass over in thee what he would quickly enough resent in a younger man; aye!
Some of the Chinese stood in the forward part of the cockpit, near the cabin
doors, and once, as I leaned over the cockpit rail to flatten down the jib-sheet a bit, I felt some one brush against my hip pocket.
He was still at work on the problem, when the young surgeon returned to his cabin
to put the finishing touches to his toilet.
I was a little melancholy at seeing him there, and going forward to speak to him, he saw me, and came towards me, but not giving him time to speak first, I said, smiling, 'I doubt, sir, you have forgot us, for I see you are very busy.' He returned presently, 'Come along with me, and you shall see.' So he took me into the great cabin
, and there sat a good sort of a gentlemanly man for a seaman, writing, and with a great many papers before him.
Evening was near when P'tit Maitre, black with powder and crimson with blood, had staggered into the cabin
of Jacqueline's mother, his pursuers close at his heels.
Then came the day when, through the open cabin
door, White Fang saw the fatal grip on the floor and the love-master packing things into it.