"There's thinking and thinking!" Harry postulated. "There's thinking about herrings and a half—and thinking about philoserphy!" he declared pompously.
"Philwhaterphy?" asked Philip with a mixture of scepticism and reverence.
"Philoserphy!"
"Whatever does that mean?"
"Oh, knowing all about things upside down!"
"What's that got to do with Tennyson?" Philip asked smartly, as if he had rather scored a point.
"Tennyson never says anything at all about jography or mensuration. I suppose he forgot all about 'em when he left school!" Philip continued.
"That shows all you know! Philoserphy is something bigger'n jography. Got nothing to do with it!"
"What's Tennyson's philoserphy?"
"Oh, it's better to be an Englishman than a Chinee!" Harry decided, expanding his bosom with vicarious patriotism.