"Well," said Oliver, tucking the pocketwatch away, "I'm sure it will be an interesting trip, regardless.  I shall need a few minutes to get my effects in order."<br/><br/>He returned to the chaos that he had made of his room, wandering among the piles of junk, trying to determine what he should take.  The self-propelled rotary motor...yes, he'd definitely need that.  The ambulatory luggage...definitely.<br/><br/>And so on.  After he was done, he thought a moment, and as an afterthought wedged in some trousers and shirts as well.  Closing the lid on the trunk was a chore, but eventually by sitting on it, he managed to get the latch to click.<br/><br/>"Okay then," he said, wiping his hands together.