"Hey, what's happening?" he called.
Jarvis was on his way back to tell his chum the news.
"Old Bruin has escaped."
"Who's he?"
"An old party we had cooped in a crate in the lazar——"
"A bear?"
"You bet he's a bear. He waved a paw at me that knocked me clean out of the pilot-house."
"Wait, I'll be out in a minute."
Steve hurried into his clothes, and a few minutes later was out on the rolling deck. He could barely make out the lights of the forward deck-house through the mist of spray that hung over the ship like a cloud.