"If we leave this charming abode of Jean's, we shall be eaten alive, and if we stay in it we shall starve." "You won't starve for a while yet, child.

You have only just eaten.

You remind me of the story of the people who were locked up in a vault in a cemetery.

They divided the candle into notches and decided to eat a notch apiece every day.

They had just finished the last notch, and were expecting to die at any moment of starvation, when somebody unlocked the door, and how long do you suppose they had been shut up!" "Several days, I suppose," answered Nora, "since they appeared to have eaten several notches." "Not at all," replied David.