“‘Who calls mighty Ursis hor­ri­bilis from his home in the forests?’ There was a crash­ing of brush. Stan­ley emerged wear­ing a string of beads, a few flow­ers, a lot of hair and noth­ing else. His huge, hairy face part­ed in a grin and his eyes began to fill with tears. Then he dropped to his knees and threw his arms round Grendel’s hideous pink nose. ‘Moth­er!’ he sobbed.” —Dick O’Kane. (Illus­tra­tion by Stan Mott, by kind per­mis­sion of the artist)