no-one , he felt , could deny that laurence had been by far the most gorgeously arrayed of anyone present , the evening before , and the exquisite robes , at temeraire 's suggestion - he did not find that laurence was quite so careful of his clothing anymore as one might really wish - had now been packed away in oilcloth and in some scraps of silk , and were in a box among temeraire 's own things , safe and protected .