Upon behalf of Ridgwell and Christine the author has been urged toexplain that three things--facts, common-sense, and probability--haveof necessity been throughout entirely omitted in relating this story.The children, however, have comforted the author by declaring thatthese particular things are not required at all in any book of thepresent day, but are merely an old-fashioned survival of the past,which is gradually dying out.
two opponents, St. George and the Griffin, stood facing each other in the centre, waiting for the combat to commence.
"Before we start," announced the Lion, "I am the Judge. There is, of course, to be no bloodshed; indeed," he added, in his wisest and most judicial manner, "bloodshed is impossible. The Griffin is almost over-protected (if I can use such a term) with scales, St. George is fully covered with armour. The Griffin possesses his remarkable claws, St. George a flat sword, so both are well matched. Therefore the contest resolves itself into a trial of skill and strength. Both shall be weighed in the scales."
"He! he! he!" sniggered the Griffin, "if my scales cannot crush the scales of George's blatant armour may I live to bite my own nails. Why, I will squash him as flat as an empty meat tin."
"Swank," murmured St. George, nonchalantly.
"The reason of the contest," continued the Lion in a loud voice, as if he were reading from some document which he had committed to memory