Nappy and Illya arrived at the front door of Del Floria, had a gate of U.N.C.L.E. headquaters.
Then Nappy took the list from his pocket again.
He crossed out : Go to H.Q. with Illya
Just then there was a strong wind.
It blew the list out of Nappy's hand.
The list blew high up into the air.
"Help!" cried Nappy.
"My list is blowing away.
What will I do without my list?"
"Hurry!" said Illya.
"We will run and catch it."
"No!" shouted Nappy.
"I cannot do that."
"Why not?" asked Illya.
"Because," wailed Nappy,
"running after my list is not one of the things that I wrote on my list of things to do!"
Illya ran after the list.
He ran over streets and crossings, but the list blew on and on.
At last, Illya came back to Nappy.
"I'm sorry," gasped Illya,
"But I could not catch your list."