Up from my cabin, my sea gown scarfed about me in the dark groped I to find out them, had my desire, fingered their packet and in fine withdrew to mine own room again making so bold, my fears forgetting manners to unseal their grand commission, where I found, Horatio
Jeg gikk fra min kahytt med sjømannsjakken slengt mot meg. Jeg famlet rundt i mørket og lette til jeg fant dem, stjal så pakken og listet meg tilbake. Der våget jeg...