Delighted to create a sensation, Osterman persevered.

The contents of an entire bowl disappeared in his huge, reptilian slit of a mouth.
His cheeks of brownish red were extended, his bald forehead glistened.
Colics seized upon him.

His stomach revolted.

It was all one with him.
He was satisfied, contented.

He was astonishing the people.
"Once I swallowed a tree toad." he told old Broderson, "by mistake.
I was eating grapes, and the beggar lived in me three weeks.