He was gobbling mincemeat, meatbone, bread, cheese, and pork pie, all at once: staring distrustfully while he did so at the mist all round us, and often stopping – even stopping his jaws – to listen.
– Charles Dickens
Great Expectations, Chapter 3. Magwitch makes for a rather unconventional dinner guest when he feasts on the food and brandy Pip brings to the hungry convict in the marshes. On a misty Christmas morning the desperate Magwitch ravenously wolfs down the bounty Pip has stolen from Joe’s larder.