Minister (aside to assistant): “Mr. kneeler, a little more water, please.”
This is the dragon with which the kneeler, Hercules, is fighting, and whose head he presses down with his foot.
The President then proceeds to make all sorts of "magic" passes over the kneeler's face, back, and hands.
The Crown is arranged between the shoulders of the Warden and the kneeler.
The Rector paused vaguely, and Birdwood tried to indicate by kicking himself that he had the kneeler.
At length, a convulsion passed over the frame of the kneeler, and heaving a deep sigh he arose.