Under it were vaults of vast size, filled with treasures of
all sorts, gold, silver, jewels and gems. There were cells, in which
he kept his wives, after he had married them. It was the opinion of
his neighbors, that in every case, soon after the honeymoon was over,
he ate them up.
Yet, if even the devil ought to have his due; one should be fair to
this human monster, and we are bound to say that Giant Blubb denied
these stories as pure gossip. It is certain that such crimes as murder
and cannibalism never could be proved against him.
To guard his underground treasures, he had two huge and fierce dogs,
supposed to be named Catchem and Tearem. What they were really called
by their master was a secret. Yet anyone who had a piece of meat ready
to throw to them, and knew their names, which were pass words, could
first quiet them. Then he could walk by them and get the treasure.
Besides these dogs, the only living thing left in the castle when the
giant went out, was the latest Mrs. Blubb. Yet she was in constant
fear of her life, lest her big husband should sometime make a meal of
her. For even she had heard the story that Blubb was a cannibal and
looked at all plump women simply as delicacies, exactly as a boy peers
into the window of a candy shop.
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