If I will met the traveller I wud ask after some speculation and joking, the guests callfor dinner to be served. Finally, disheveled, dirty, and limping, the Time Traveller returns, drinks some wine, informs hisguests that he is going to wash and change his clothes, and tells them to save him some meat. While he dresses, his guestsjoke about where he may have been. The Time Traveller returns to the dining room and devours his meal “with theappetite of a tramp.” Now at ease, the Time Traveller tells his story. He begins with a few rules: as he tells the story, hewill not argue with his guests or permit any interruptions. The guests agree as the Time Traveller begins his tale.