"Or else we should need every ship to carry an Arithmetickal Engine, " Newton returned. Then, not trusting the House to detect his sarcasm, he went on: "—a chimærical phant’sy of the Hanoverian dilettante and plagiarist, Baron von Leibniz, which he has abjectly failed to complete lo these many years." And it seemed as if Newton were prepared to enumerate the Baron’s defects at much greater length, but he was interrupted, and distracted, by the hot arrival in his palm of a note still damp from Ravenscar’s quill.