i sat down on the side of the bed, and commenced thinking about this head-peddling harpooneer, and his door mat. after thinking some time on the bed-side, i got up and took off my monkey jacket, and then stood in the middle of the room thinking. i then took off my coat, and thought a little more in my shirt sleeves. but beginning to feel very cold now, half undressed as i was, and remembering what the landlord said about the harpooneer’s not coming home at all that night, it being so very late, i made no more ado, but jumped out of my pantaloons and boots, and then blowing out the light tumbled into bed, and commended myself to the care of heaven.