By some instinct, I might say, in the deep of sleep, he kept his place and was not rolled off upon the floor.

Also, he lightly held a half-smoked cigar in one hand.

I watched him for an hour, and knew him to be asleep, and marvelled that he maintained his easy posture and did not drop the cigar.
After dinner there was no phonograph.

The second dog-watch was Mr.
Pike's on deck.

Besides, as he explained, the rolling was too severe.