Chapter 15: Chowder

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌‌​‌⁠It was quite late in the evening when the little Moss came snugly to anchor, and Queequeg and I went ashore; so we could attend to no business that day, at least none but a supper and a bed. The landlord of the Spouter-Inn had recommended us to his cousin Hosea Hussey of the Try Pots, whom he asserted to be the proprietor of one of the best kept hotels in all Nantucket, and moreover he had assured