Tell the guards I wouldn't obey.

That will let you out, my boy, and I'll do the rest.

For Heaven's sake, Hobbs, don't burst! You'll explode sure if you hold in like that much longer.

I'll be back in a minute." He strode off across the bright green turf toward the source of all this enchantment, leaving poor Mr.Hobbs braced against the wall, weak-kneed and helpless.

If he heard the frantic, though subdued, whistles and the agonized "hi!" of the man from Cook's a minute or two later, he gave no heed to the warning.