the Giant hungrily, as he took out of an oven in the furnace a dozen
steers, roasted whole, and ten loaves of bread, each as big as a
house.

It didn't take many gulps for the Giant to swallow the whole lot, but
first he very kindly handed a few crumbs of bread to Marmaduke up on
his shoulder. At least the Giant thought they were crumbs, but they
were really as big as loaves of bread Mother made. And the little
slivers of roasted steer which the Giant reached up to him were as big
as whole steaks. So Marmaduke's hunger was soon satisfied, and, for
once in his life, Wienerwurst's, too.

He wanted to stay a little longer, to talk with the big Giant and ask
him questions, but, looking down, he saw the three little Chinamen
making odd gestures and beckoning to him with their long fingernails.

"We must hully, quickillilly," they said, which, of course, meant, as
you should know, that they had to hurry quickly, or it would be dark
before they reached China.

He told his troubles to the Giant, who said he "didn't see what anyone
wanted to see that heathen land for," but nevertheless he lifted the
little boy down, hundreds of feet to the ground, and Marmaduke curled
up on his iron, and the three little yellow men curled up on theirs,
while Wienerwurst got down on his haunches; and they all said
"goodbye" to the great Giant, and the little gnomes trundling their
wheelbarrows, and the little twinkling lights in their foreheads.

On the other side of the furnace, the hole opened up again, and down
it they scooted on their way to China. It was fortunate that the Giant