Sure of his prey, he closed the window.

Having remained in meditation for another quarter of an hour--for the purpose, no doubt, of thoroughly digesting his projects--he leaned over the aperture, from which projected the ladder, and called, "Goliath!" "Master!" replied a hoarse voice.
"Come up to me." "Here I am--just come from the slaughter-house with the meat." The steps of the ladder creaked as an enormous head appeared on a level with the floor.

The new-comer, who was more than six feet high, and gifted with herculean proportions, had been well-named Goliath.

He was hideous.

His squinting eyes were deep set beneath a low and projecting forehead; his reddish hair and beard, thick and coarse as horse-hair, gave his features a stamp of bestial ferocity; between his broad jaws, armed with teeth which resembled fangs, he held by one corner a piece of raw beef weighing ten or twelve pounds, finding it, no doubt, easier to carry in that fashion, whilst he used his hands to ascend the ladder, which bent beneath his weight.
At length the whole of this tall and huge body issued from the aperture.
Judging by his bull-neck, the astonishing breadth of his chest and shoulders, and the vast bulk of his arms and legs, this giant need not have feared to wrestle single-handed with a bear.