bunk-lined

Updated: August 11, 2026

And all cursed him and told terrible tales of his brutality. It was a strange and frightful spectacle the small, bunk-lined space, the floor and walls leaping and lurching, the dim light, the swaying shadows lengthening and fore-shortening monstrously, the thick air heavy with smoke and the smell of bodies and iodoform, and the inflamed faces of the men half-men, I should call them.

Jack London - The Sea Wolf