despairing of him, therefore, i determined to go to bed and to sleep; and no doubt, before a great while, he would follow me. but previous to turning in, i took my heavy bearskin jacket, and threw it over him, as it promised to be a very cold night; and he had nothing but his ordinary round jacket on. for some time, do all i would, i could not get into the faintest doze. i had blown out the candle; and the mere thought of queequeg—not four feet off—sitting there in that uneasy position, stark alone in the cold and dark; this made me really wretched. think of it; sleeping all night in the same room with a wide awake pagan on his hams in this dreary, unaccountable ramadan!