arter that, sal said it wouldn’t do. come along here, i’ll give ye a glim in a jiffy;" and so saying he lighted a candle and held it towards me, offering to lead the way. but i stood irresolute; when looking at a clock in the corner, he exclaimed "i vum it’s sunday—you won’t see that harpooneer to-night; he’s come to anchor somewhere—come along then; do come; won’t ye come?"