whenwaifsoftoastedcheeseandstraysofsardinesfriedinbatterslidlanguidlytoandfrointhetable-racks；whenthemanwhoalwaysreadhadshutuphisbook，andblownouthiscandle；whenthemanwhoalwaystalkedhadceasedfromtroubling；whenthemanwhowasalwaysmedicallyreportedasgoingtohavedeliriumtremenshadputitofftillto-morrow；whenthemanwhoeverynightdevotedhimselftoamidnightsmokeondecktwohoursinlength，andwhoeverynightwasinbedwithintenminutesafterwards，wasbuttoninghimselfupinhisthirdcoatforhishardyvigil:forthen，aswefelloffonebyone，and，enteringourseveralhutches，cameintoapeculiaratmosphereofbilge-waterandWindsorsoap，thevoicewouldshakeustothecentre。Woetouswhenwesatdownonoursofa，watchingtheswingingcandleforevertryingandretryingtostanduponhishead！orourcoatuponitspeg，imitatingusasweappearedinourgymnasticdaysbysustainingitselfhorizontallyfromthewall，inemulationofthelighterandmorefaciletowels！
Thenwouldthevoiceespeciallyclaimusforitsprey，andrendusalltopieces。
Lightsout，weinourberths，andthewindrising，thevoicegrowsangrieranddeeper。Underthemattressandunderthepillow，underthesofaandunderthewashing-stand，undertheshipandunderthesea，seemingtorisefromthefoundationsundertheearthwitheveryscoopofthegreatAtlanticandoh！whyscoopso？，alwaysthevoice。Vaintodenyitsexistenceinthenightseason；
impossibletobehardofhearing；screw，screw，screw！Sometimesitliftsoutofthewater，andrevolveswithawhirr，likeaferociousfirework，-exceptthatitneverexpendsitself，butisalwaysreadytogooffagain；sometimesitseemstobeinanguish，andshivers；sometimesitseemstobeterrifiedbyitslastplunge，andhasafitwhichcausesittostruggle，quiver，andforaninstantstop。Andnowtheshipsetsinrolling，asonlyshipssofiercelyscrewedthroughtimeandspace，dayandnight，fairweatherandfoul，CANroll。
Didsheevertakearollbeforelikethatlast？Didsheevertakearollbeforelikethisworseonethatiscomingnow？Hereisthepartitionatmyeardowninthedeepontheleeside。Areweevercomingupagaintogether？Ithinknot；thepartitionandIaresolongaboutitthatIreallydobelievewehaveoverdoneitthistime。Heavens，whatascoop！Whatadeepscoop，whatahollowscoop，whatalongscoop！Williteverend，andcanwebeartheheavymassofwaterwehavetakenonboard，andwhichhasletlooseallthetablefurnitureintheofficers’mess，andhasbeatenopenthedoorofthelittlepassagebetweenthepurserandme，andisswashingabout，eventhereandevenhere？Thepursersnoresreassuringly，andtheship’sbellsstriking，Ihearthecheerful’All’swell！’ofthewatchmusicallygivenbackthelengthofthedeck，asthelatelydivingpartition，nowhighinair，triesunsoftenedbywhatwehavegonethroughtogethertoforcemeoutofbedandberth。