I said "petrified" was good; as I believed, myself, that the only right way to classify the majestic ages of some of those jokes was by geologic periods.

But that neat idea hit the boy in a blank place, for geology hadn't been invented yet.
However, I made a note of the remark, and calculated to educate the commonwealth up to it if I pulled through.

It is no use to throw a good thing away merely because the market isn't ripe yet.
Now Sir Kay arose and began to fire up on his history-mill with me for fuel.

It was time for me to feel serious, and I did.

Sir Kay told how he had encountered me in a far land of barbarians, who all wore the same ridiculous garb that I did--a garb that was a work of enchantment, and intended to make the wearer secure from hurt by human hands.