Chapter 34: The Cabin-Table

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌‌‌​‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌⁠It is noon; and Dough-Boy, the steward, thrusting his pale loaf-of-bread face from the cabin-scuttle, announces dinner to his lord and master; who, sitting in the lee quarter-boat, has just been taking an observation of the sun; and is now mutely reckoning the latitude on the smooth, medallion-shaped tablet, reserved for that daily purpose on the upper part of his ivory leg. From his complete inat