{"id":"01KF7FPMDGSY6WKGBJ63DM6W3E","cid":"bafkreicftulklrvuqc4qwpqku3r7tsaa66nzsaxql4aa6cft477w6555e4","type":"chapter","properties":{"end_line":1554,"extracted_at":"2026-01-18T02:42:15.044Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"The Chapel","source_file":"01KESYVB66H8YEVTN88DWE9W8D","start_line":1522,"text":"ushered into a small room, cold as a clam, and furnished, sure enough,\r\nwith a prodigious bed, almost big enough indeed for any four\r\nharpooneers to sleep abreast.\r\n\r\n“There,” said the landlord, placing the candle on a crazy old sea chest\r\nthat did double duty as a wash-stand and centre table; “there, make\r\nyourself comfortable now, and good night to ye.” I turned round from\r\neyeing the bed, but he had disappeared.\r\n\r\nFolding back the counterpane, I stooped over the bed. Though none of\r\nthe most elegant, it yet stood the scrutiny tolerably well. I then\r\nglanced round the room; and besides the bedstead and centre table,\r\ncould see no other furniture belonging to the place, but a rude shelf,\r\nthe four walls, and a papered fireboard representing a man striking a\r\nwhale. Of things not properly belonging to the room, there was a\r\nhammock lashed up, and thrown upon the floor in one corner; also a\r\nlarge seaman’s bag, containing the harpooneer’s wardrobe, no doubt in\r\nlieu of a land trunk. Likewise, there was a parcel of outlandish bone\r\nfish hooks on the shelf over the fire-place, and a tall harpoon\r\nstanding at the head of the bed.\r\n\r\nBut what is this on the chest? I took it up, and held it close to the\r\nlight, and felt it, and smelt it, and tried every way possible to\r\narrive at some satisfactory conclusion concerning it. I can compare it\r\nto nothing but a large door mat, ornamented at the edges with little\r\ntinkling tags something like the stained porcupine quills round an\r\nIndian moccasin. There was a hole or slit in the middle of this mat, as\r\nyou see the same in South American ponchos. But could it be possible\r\nthat any sober harpooneer would get into a door mat, and parade the\r\nstreets of any Christian town in that sort of guise? I put it on, to\r\ntry it, and it weighed me down like a hamper, being uncommonly shaggy\r\nand thick, and I thought a little damp, as though this mysterious\r\nharpooneer had been wearing it of a rainy day. I went up in it to a bit\r","title":"The Chapel"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KF7FPKDT5SHSH1ZQV6ABHQCA","peer_label":"Moby Dick; Or, The Whale","peer_type":"book","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KF7FPKDT5SHSH1ZQV6ABHQCA","peer_label":"Moby Dick; Or, The Whale","peer_type":"book","predicate":"partOf"},{"peer":"01KESYJX0Z6XE0HWTS5N3SDG0B","peer_label":"The Classics","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"}],"ver":1,"created_at":"2026-01-18T02:42:15.761Z","ts":"2026-01-18T02:42:15.761Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KF7FCDA7SCSJ6A30TDPDSJQV"}}