But he scrambled up quickly, and was relieved to see the bear stop, not being able to make out what was about to happen.
Then on went again, until, with a cry of terror, Bob leaped back.
He had reached the edge of a swiftly flowing stream, which ran between smooth banks of ice.
To attempt to leap that body of water would be highly dangerous, and to enter it might cost him his life.
And now the polar bear was at his very heels.
Chapter XIV.—The Finding Of The Stone Chest.
"Help! help!"
Why he uttered the cry Bob could scarcely tell.
He did not imagine that any human beings were within sound of his voice.
Yet it is natural for a person in mortal peril to cry for assistance.