The boy arranged the broken pieces on the ground in a way that resembled the door before it broke as if he were solving a puzzle using the broken wood as the pieces.
He reached into his pocket, producing a jar which looked like it was full of a yellowy-white substance, as well as a small brush.
Unfortunately, though, the commotion caused by the door beaking alerted the coach driver, as well as a small crowd of onlookers.
Everyone watched with confusion as the boy unscrewed the jar, and dipped the brush into it.
Bringing the brush close to some of the broken wood fragments, he began to slather them with the coated brush.
The coach driver couldn't watch this anymore, so he slowly got off of his seat, and approached the boy.
'What are you doing! First, you break the carriage, and now you're rubbing some weird paste on it? Stop! You've done enough damage for one day!'
The boy didn't seem to have heard him, being too engrossed in his task.