Dracula by Bram Stoker Chapter 20 Page 32

Renfield seemed himself aware of having made a lapse, for he hurried on, as though to distract my attention from it, “I don't take any stock at all in such matters. `Rats and mice and such small deer,' as Shakespeare has it, `chicken feed of the larder' they might be called. I'm past all that sort of nonsense. You might as well ask a man to eat molecules with a pair of chopsticks, as to try to interest me about the less carnivora, when I know of what is before me.”

“I see,” I said.”You want big things that you can make your teeth meet in? How would you like to breakfast on an elephant?”

“What ridiculous nonsense you are talking?” He was getting too wide awake, so I thought I would press him hard.

“I wonder,”