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I’m thinking about the bugger over Tsort way, or somewhere. He was in his bath and he had this idea for something, and he ran out down the street yelling.’
‘Yelling what?’
‘Dunno. P’raps "Give me a towel!" ‘
‘Bet he’d. ‘V’ry important fact. Mus’ make a note of it. Don’t let it get hot. V’ry important. Mus’ write down v’ry important fact.’
He tottered back into the smoking ruins.
Dibbler watched him go.
‘Wonder what that was all about?’ he said. Then he shrugged and raised his voice to a shout. ‘Meat pies! Hot sausages! Inna bun! So fresh the pig h’an’t noticed they’re gone!’ be yellin’ all right if he tried that sort of thing round here,’ said Throat cheerfully. ‘Now, ladies and gents, I have here some sausage in a bun that’d make your-’ ‘Eureka,’ said the soot-coloured one, swaying back and forth. ‘What about it?’ said Throat. ‘No, that’s the word. Eureka.’ A worried grin spread across the black features. ‘It means "I have it".’ ‘Have what?’ said Throat. ‘It. At least, I had it. Octo-cellulose. Amazing stuff. Had it in my hand. But I held it too close to the fire,’ said the figure, in the perplexed tones of the nearly concussed