Your flies are undone.

Naughty cat, she said, but less fiercely, while she zipped down her jacket and made a warm pocket for the kittens in the crook of her arm.

Its discovery, after a sleep of some five centuries and a half, will be as great a surprise to meteorologists as a new classical text, such as the ‘Mimiambs’ of Herondas, to Greek scholars.

From parrots we got to corbies, or ravens, and he told us with infinite humour a story of a certain tame bird of this description, whose constant delight was to do mischief, and to plague all mankind and beastkind.