Soames was there.
“I’m going to put him up again, sir.”
Soames nodded.
“Would you hold him, while I hook the wire?”
Soames held the picture.
Returning to the copper floor, Michael said:
“All right, sir!” and stood back.
Soames joined him. Side by side they contemplated the white monkey.
“He won’t be happy till he gets it,” said Michael at last: “The only thing is, you see, he doesn’t know what IT is.”