Next morning, Monday, after disposing of the embalmed head to a barber, for a block, I settled my own and comrade's bill; using, however, my comrade's money. The grinning landlord, as well as the boarders, seemed amazingly tickled at the sudden friendship which had sprung up between me and Queequeg-especially as Peter Coffin's cock and bull stories about him had previously so much alarmed me concerning the very person whom I now companied with.

第二天早晨,星期一,我把那只香料制的人头卖给一个理发匠去做头型后,便去结算我自己和我的同伴的账;不过,用的却是我的同伴的钱.那个咧开大嘴笑的店老板和那些客人,对于我跟魁魁格这种突然发生的友谊,似乎极感有趣...尤其是彼得科芬,因为他对于我现在所结交的这个人所编造的荒诞无稽的故事,先前曾经把我大大吓了一场.

We borrowed a wheelbarrow, and embarking our things, including my own poor carpet-bag, and Queequeg's canvas sack and hammock, away we went down to "the Moss," the little Nantucket packet schooner moored at the wharf. As we were going along the people stared; not at Queequeg so much-for they were used to seeing cannibals like him in their streets,but at seeing him and me upon such confidential terms. But we heeded them not, going along wheeling the barrow by turns, and Queequeg now and then stopping to adjust the sheath on his harpoon barbs. I asked him why he carried such a troublesome thing with him ashore, and whether all whaling ships did not find their own harpoons. To this, in substance, he replied, that though what I hinted was true enough, yet he had a particular affection for his own harpoon, because it was of assured stuff, well tried in many a mortal combat, and deeply intimate with the hearts of whales.

我们借来了一辆独轮车,装上我们的东西后,就离开客店,往那只停在码头上的南塔开特小邮船摩斯号进发。我们一路走去,人们都目不转睛地看着我们;看的倒不象是魁魁格...因为他们经常在街上看到象魁魁格这样的野人...而是在看我竟跟他有这样亲密的友谊。但是,我们不理他们,径自轮流推着独轮车走去,魁魁格不时地停下来,端正一下他那标枪钩的鞘子。我问他为什么要把这么累赘的东西带上岸来,是不是所有的捕鲸船都不置办自己的标枪。对于这个问题,他具体地回答道,我所提到的虽很不错,然而,他则是特别爱他自己的标枪,因为这是用可靠的材料打起来的,饱经许多生死的决斗,同许多大鲸的心脏打过多次交道。