He ate heartily and felt refreshed.
But he was thirsty.
Girzilla knew that, and produced a bottle of the most delicious sherbet he had ever tasted.
When the repast was finished Girzilla told Max that he must stay there until she came for him.
“Am I to be here alone?”
“Certainly. I must go and provide a means of escape for thee.”
“Tell me first why you have done all this for me.”
“I have my reasons.”
“And will you not tell me?”
“I heard thee speak to him who is not——”