 Quick. I am sane now. Every night I am sane. If only I could get out of this enchanted chair, it would last. I should be a man again. But every night they bind me, and so every night my chance is gone. But you are not my enemies. I am not your prisoner. Quick, cut these cords. Oh, dear. Puzzle Grump? Stand fast. Steady, Eustace. Jill. I beseech you to hear me. Have they told you that if I am released from this chair, I shall kill you and become a serpent?