He has no existence except in the imaginations of his people.
"Of course, it is the contention of all us realists that all etherealists are but figments of the imagination. They contend that no food is necessary, nor do they eat; but any one of the most rudimentary intelligence must realize that food is a necessity to creatures having actual existence."
"Yes," agreed Carthoris, "not having eaten today I can readily agree with you."
"Ah, pardon me," exclaimed Jav. "Pray be seated and satisfy your hunger," and with a wave of his hand he indicated a bountifully laden table that had not been there an instant before he spoke. Of that Carthoris was positive, for he had searched the room diligently with his eyes several times.
"It is well," continued Jav, "that you did not fall into the hands of an etherealist. Then, indeed, would you have gone hungry."
"But," exclaimed Carthoris, "this is not real food—it was not here an instant since, and real food does not materialize out of thin air."
Jav looked hurt.
"There is no real food or water in Lothar,"
