'Archroy？' gasped Neville； squinting towards the terrific figure framed in the Swan's doorway。 'Archroy； is that you？'
Archroy fixed the part…time barman with a baleful eye。 'I have the Ark of Noah outside on my lorry；' he roared。 'I don't suppose that any of you after…hours drinkers would care to step outside and give it the once…over？'
Omally struggled to his feet。 'The Ark of Noah； now； is it？' he said。 'Could I interest you at all in a guided tour around the Great Pyramid of Brentford？'
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