Lord Smoke was out for a walk one day.
He encountered a merchant.
Hello, sir,” he said. “What are you selling?”
The merchant showed him his wares, knives, cups and plates.
Lord Smoke picked up a knife and stabbed the merchant in the arm.
The merchant howled in pain.
“Why are you making this racket?” asked Lord Smoke.
“Now you know the value of your wares.”