This all sounded rather mysterious, but he couldn’t ask Noah any more questions this moment, for he had gone inside a big cupboard in the wall, where he appeared to be dressing-up. While he was doing this, David had a look round the room. There was a row of chairs against the wall and a big open fire-place, and in the centre a table on which were all sorts of writing materials, a large book on which was printed ‘Female Register,’ and a bottle of water and a glass. At each corner of the room was a pillar that looked as if it didn’t support the roof exactly, but went through it. Somehow this made David feel a little uncomfortable, for it reminded him of the giraffe at the animals’ ball. Also he saw that on the top of the paper in the writing-case were printed the words ‘Registry Office.’ He did not know what it meant, but it and the pillars in the corners of the room made him feel uneasy, as he felt before a thunderstorm. There was a sound of whispering in the cupboard, and he heard Noah’s voice say: ‘I go in first: wait till I call you. One of you announce me.’ There was a short pause, and David distinctly heard the noise of somebody eating. Then a rather hoarse voice said: ‘I’ll have finished in a moment. I call that a good bit of meat.’ David guessed that this must be Miss Bones, though he could not imagine what she was doing here. It sounded like Miss Bones’s voice, and it also sounded like the sort of thing that Miss Bones said. Then the same voice said, just as if its mouth was full: ‘The Registrar,’ and a rude swallowing sound followed. Noah came out of the cupboard. He had got a wig on, and some false whiskers and a lawyer’s gown. He seemed to have taken off his stand, for instead of sliding he stalked along with a very important air. ‘Oh, is it charades?’ said David. ‘Have I got to guess? I bet you I guess. It’s——’ ‘Silence!’ said Noah very severely. He came and sat down at the table, and began turning over the leaves of the book called ‘Female Register.’ Then he took a sip of water and spoke: ‘David Blaize, I believe,’ he said, ‘charged with trespass in the marriage-meadow. Speak up.’ ‘I haven’t spoken at all yet,’ said David. ‘Then you’ve got nothing to say for yourself, I suppose?’ said Noah. A brilliant idea struck David. ‘I’m not in the marriage-meadow now,’ he said. ‘How do you intend to prove I was there at all? It was only you who say you saw me, and you are only a person out of my own ark.’ Noah got up, and opened the door into the meadow. David could hear the pike still calling ‘Coward!’ He was coughing violently, having been so long in the air. ‘Pike!’ shouted Noah. ‘Come in, pike!’ David’s legs began to want to run somewhere. ‘No! shut the door,’ he said. ‘I was in the marriage-meadow, but I didn’t know.’ ‘Go away, pike,’ said Noah, and shut the door. ‘Very well, then, that’s proved,’ he said. ‘The next thing to do is to see who’s on the books.’ He turned over the leaves.