You won't want blankets in this weather, and, see--there is a pillow for you and another for Moses." "I cannot _see_, but I can feel," said Nigel, with a soft laugh, as he passed the pillow aft.
"T'ank ee, Nadgel," said Moses; "here--feel behind you an' you'll find grub for yourself an' some to pass forid to massa.

Mind when you slip down for go to sleep dat you don't dig your heels into massa's skull.
Dere's no bulkhead to purtect it." "I'll be careful," said Nigel, beginning his invisible supper with keen appetite.

"But how about _my_ skull, Moses?
Is there a bulkhead between it and _your_ heels ?" "No, but you don't need to mind, for I allers sleeps doubled up, wid my knees agin my chin.

It makes de arms an' legs feel more sociable like." With this remark Moses ceased to encourage conversation--his mouth being otherwise engaged.
Thereafter they slipped down into their respective places, laid their heads on their pillows and fell instantly into sound repose, while the dark waters flowed sluggishly past, and the only sound that disturbed the universal stillness was the occasional cry of some creature of the night or the flap of an alligator's tail..