A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthurs Court by Mark Twain Chapter 42 Page 18

“Stuff!

With our deadly scientific war-material; with our hosts of trained — ”

“Save your breath — we haven’t sixty faithful left!”

“What are you saying? Our schools, our colleges, our vast workshops, our — ”

“When those knights come, those establishments will empty themselves and go over to the enemy. Did you think you had educated the superstition out of those people?”

“I certainly did think it.”

“Well, then, you may unthink it. They stood every strain easily — until the Interdict. Since then, they merely put on a bold outside — at heart they are quaking. Make up your mind to it —