"What an enormous appetite he had, too! The viands on the table
seemed nothing. He at first supplied his plate with the usual
quantity; but as the extent of his appetite became revealed to
him, he was forced to make away with everything on the table.
Even then he was hungry.
" 'Well, I declare,' thought Mrs. Tubbs, in amazement, 'it does
take an immense quantity to keep him alive!'
"Tubbs rose from the table, and, in doing so, hit his head a
smart whack against the ceiling. Before leaving the house he
turned to make a last appeal to his wife, who, he could not help
seeing, was anxious to have him go.
" 'Won't you own me, Mary?' he asked. 'It isn't my fault that I
am so big.'
" 'Own you!' exclaimed his wife. 'I wouldn't own you for a mint
of money. You'd eat me out of house and home in less than a
week.'
" 'I don't know but I should,' said Mr. Tubbs mournfully. 'I
don't see what gives me such an appetite. I'm hungry now.'
" 'Hungry, after you've eaten enough for six!' exclaimed his
wife, aghast.
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