He's already had two conversations by Telstar with Sir Hubert about his new task overseas.

Sir Hubert paused for effect, and smiled down at the young men with their expressions of concealed anxiety.

Sir Hubert removed his pointer, and held it up like a lance.

Sir Hubert pursed his lips, and shook his head.

"Now, to your own part," Sir Hubert went on.

Sir Hubert placed his pointer onto the big map like a lance thrusting through the German lines.

"Sir Hubert's trying to make sense of things next door."

Sir Hubert stood staring at the map in silence for a long time.

Sir Hubert called out in anguish.

But I pray you to take a tilting spear, good Sir Hubert!