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Stevie then stared at Prometheus with all the seriousness that one-year-olds can muster, which is quite a lot.
'Da-woo,' he said at length.
'A-boo,' replied Prometheus.
'Woo--?' asked Stevie, doubtfully.
'Wa-boo. Oodle-boo,' responded Prometheus with a large smile.
'Da-woo!' said Stevie with a shriek of laughter.
'You speak baby gibberish?' asked Jack.
'Fluently. The adult education centre ran a course and I have a lot of time on my hands.'
'So what did he say?'
'I don't know.'
'I thought you said you spoke gibberish?'
'I do. But your baby doesn't. I think he's speaking either pre-toddler nonsense, a form of infant burble or an obscure dialect of gobbledegook. In any event, I can't understand a word he's saying.'
'Oh.'

Mr Pewter led them through to a library filled with thousands of antiquarian books.
'Impressive, eh?'
'Very,' said Jack. 'How did you amass all these?'
'Well,' said Pewter, 'you know that person who always borrows books and never gives them back?'
'Yes--?'
'I'm that person.'