"Stop!" cried Bob, doubling up his fists. "He didn't steal your old jam. 'Tisn't a bear at all, it's Notta!"
"Notta?" gasped the King, rubbing his watery blue eyes, and leaning forward.
"Not a bear!" puffed the clown, hastily snatching off his bear head, just as the first of the doormen grasped him by the shoulders.
Chapter 7
The Escape From Doorways
"What do you mean by standing there and telling us you're not a bear?" puffed the King, as soon as he had got his breath.
"It was a mistake, I see that now," said the clown, hastily stepping out of his disguise. "If your Highness will overlook it this once, it will never occur again."