"Old Noakes.  It’s a priceless invention, Bob.  Great minds don’t think of little things, but _I_ remembered the covering and fetched these two sacks.  When I got back Noakes was here, prying into Trenchard’s papers. But I fancy he heard a sound, for he went over to the chimney, and then—by George! you’ve missed the funniest sight ever seen.  He’s only just gone, in a most frightful paddy."