I was glad to hear it, because I was beginning to find this unlimited hospitality expensive.
It was a dear poison that we were giving them, and they were hearty eaters.
We went downstairs to see how they were getting on.

MacShaughnassy thought they seemed queer, and was of opinion that they were breaking up.
Speaking for myself, I can only say that a healthier-looking lot of beetles I never wish to see.
One, it is true, did die that very evening.

He was detected in the act of trying to make off with an unfairly large portion of the poison, and three or four of the others set upon him savagely and killed him.
But he was the only one, so far as I could ever discover, to whom MacShaughnassy's recipe proved fatal.

As for the others, they grew fat and sleek upon it.

Some of them, indeed, began to acquire quite a figure.