1 "I told you it was an unnatural appetite," answered Colin.
2 It's lucky for thee that tha's got victuals as well as appetite.
3 Just as it had given her an appetite, and fighting with the wind had stirred her blood, so the same things had stirred her mind.
4 But she had always had a very small appetite, and she looked with something more than indifference at the first plate Martha set before her.
5 They actually awoke to the fact that as Mrs. Sowerby had fourteen people to provide food for she might not have enough to satisfy two extra appetites every day.
6 That morning they had found among other things such good appetites that when they returned to Colin's room it was not possible to send the luncheon away untouched.
7 It became possible for both Colin and Mary to do more of them each time they tried, and such appetites were the results that but for the basket Dickon put down behind the bush each morning when he arrived they would have been lost.
8 She had packed a basket which held a regular feast this morning, and when the hungry hour came and Dickon brought it out from its hiding place, she sat down with them under their tree and watched them devour their food, laughing and quite gloating over their appetites.
9 He made up his mind to eat less, but unfortunately it was not possible to carry out this brilliant idea when he wakened each morning with an amazing appetite and the table near his sofa was set with a breakfast of home-made bread and fresh butter, snow-white eggs, raspberry jam and clotted cream.