"Have you seen the tack they were selling? They don't even have bridles, Childermass." Lambert asks, with apparent genuine revulsion. They had handlebars, Childermass. Handlebars. His horse is a magnificent steed, thank you very much, not a toy for children to ride around.

"Anyway, nothing wrong going bareback if you know what you're doing," he says firmly. Since Childermass was the one talking about the cookhouse, he'll lead them there next, though it's probably clear Baker raced off somewhere completely different...