"It'll drive 'em mad."
"So much the better!"
"How, so much the better?—But—"
"It is enough!"
"But, devil take me, I am as hungry as the beasts!"
"Eat then—who prevents it? Your supper is ready, as you devour it raw."
"I never eat without my beasts, nor they without me."
"I tell you again, that, if you dare give any food to the beasts—I will turn you away."
Goliath uttered a low growl as hoarse as a bear's, and looked at the
Prophet with a mixture of anger and stupefaction.
Morok, having given his orders, walked up and down the loft, appearing to reflect. Then, addressing himself to Goliath, who was still plunged in deep perplexity, he said to him.