"Oh, you must!  I want to see Noakes’s face when he spies us in the audience.  By the way, I think he must be rather thick with your Wilkins.  Not many minutes after I’d left the Institute I met the green car being towed along by two great farm horses. Noakes and Saunders were walking alongside. Noakes gave me his usual scowl as he passed, which I countered with my usual grin. Presently I walked round to the market-place, and there was Noakes again, in close confab with Wilkins. When they saw me they both began to talk at once, and it seemed to me that each was telling the other that he had the honour of my acquaintance.  At any rate they both looked rather surprised and a good deal more than interested, and their heads were very close together when I saw them last."