Camping equipment. One tent, two halves. Each half functional as a tent. One half Fishface shouldered upon his back, he hoped the heavier half. The other, gave he to his pupil, certainly you know who I mean by now, little Angelo. This half he hoped, light enough for the little one’s more tender frame. As with all such expeditions, time would tell. The purpose of thus dividing their tent was, should you not have guessed, was this. When separated and alone, each retained a shelter, some place to establish, to rest when not upon the road. If road there were, for at times when separated and alone, what there had seemed to be could so quickly fail. Each, separate and alone, then could stop and erect a temporary encampment. Yet, and this was what fed the poor old bugger’s soul. Was it fragmented consolation against the melancholy of aspects of travel, when they erected one tent, two halves together.